My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 279

Chapter 279: Greatest Mistake
“Currently, the president is contemplating if he should stop helping us,” Bruce said as he took a few sips of his shots, then squeezed his eyes shut when he felt the burn in his throat.

“How’s that even possible? The president has already agreed for us to smuggle some illegal weapons into the country. This isn’t the first time we’ve been doing that. Why the sudden change?” Mr Wallace nearly barked, his pulse vibrating underneath his skin as he tried to control his anger.

Bruce gestured for him to take a seat and he quickly did so.

“According to him, Jeffrey paid him an unwanted visit, asking him to give him a name.”

When Mr Wallace heard Jeffrey’s name, a cold shudder ran down his spine. He gripped the glass Bruce had poured him a few shots in and gulped it down with one swift motion.

“Did he give a name?” He managed to ask.

Bruce stared at him with calculated eyes before a grin spread on his lips.

“It looks to me you’re still scared of Jeffrey…”

“I was never scared of him,” Mr Wallace snapped. “His name just makes my blood boil.”

Bruce simply nodded nonchalantly.

“Well, the president didn’t reveal a name but he has asked that we stop the shipping of illegal weapons. I even threatened to reveal his secret to the public that he has a few young girls he’s been juggling with despite having a wife. But he doesn’t care at all. He believes Jeffrey will ruin him even more.”

“Jefferey will ruin him more,” Mr Wallace agreed, his eyes so wide as if he’d just seen a ghost pass by. “So what do we do now? The president is the only one with the official permit who can help us snuck weapons inside the country without getting stopped by the customs officers.”

Bruce slammed the glass in his hand on the table as he released a heavy sigh.

“We’re going to have to start another business now, and just refund Luca and the others their money back if we don’t want any of their troubles,” he replied.

Mr. Wallace’s fists were so clenched together, that the knuckles turned white.

He and Jeffrey don’t speak anymore since the time Mr. Wallace had gone to him for help, asking Jeffrey to lend his men over to him so he could destroy Bruce.

If only Jeffrey knew that was just a plot for him to give up everything he had so that Mr. Wallace would succeed in his revenge on Jeffrey Clark.

After elder Wallace’s death—Mr. Wallace’s father—the latter had decided to expand his empire and gain more wealth, even if it meant involving himself in something illegal.

His father was dead anyway, so he could finally do whatever he wanted. His mother, old Wallace, wouldn’t even interfere.

If only his other son Xander would just act right for the first time in his life and make things much easier for him.

Once the image of Xander appeared in his mind, his mood only turned sour.

‘That boy is so useless.’

“I was thinking we should start sex trafficking. And I’m sure we’ll excel well if we do things right,” said Bruce, this time his hand on his chin as he tried to come up with better ideas.

“Sex trafficking? That’s even worse than importing illegal weapons into the country.” Mr. Wallace couldn’t believe his ears. He’d always wanted more power, so he would be able to exert his revenge, but the ideas Bruce kept coming up with were more dangerous than the last.

Bruce went ahead to explain, “I have a friend of mine who was involved in such a business in a faraway city. He’s very rich now. Just get beautiful girls and everything should work out well. We’ll get young underage girls since men love underage girls more. Those that haven’t been touched yet.”

Mr Wallace wasn’t sure if he should feel disgusted or bumped up with the brilliant plan Bruce had just come up with.

He was aware of sex trafficking rings where both young and mature girls were sold for money but he couldn’t bring himself to get involved with it since he didn’t have a daughter himself who could be in a situation like that.

The reason he loved his wife so much was because she only gave him sons and not some weak woman with a soft heart that would put his reputation in jeopardy.

“It’s not a bad idea,” he mumbled under his breath. “Anything that can bring in more money into my pocket.”

Bruce nodded, then called back the girls Mr Wallace had chased away when he arrived earlier.

“Don’t bring them near me, else I’ll snap their necks,” he threatened, glaring at the one who stopped in her tracks as soon as she heard the threat that intentionally slipped out of his mouth.

She glanced at Bruce as if asking for a go signal to still go near him. She wouldn’t want her last day on earth to be when she was simply doing her job by providing service for a customer.

“You still not over Nora yet?” Bruce teased as he suckled on the nipples of the girl who was seated on his lap, gesturing towards the girl standing like a statue to go away since Mr Wallace didn’t want either of them near him.

“Don’t start,” Mr Wallace warned.

“You know, I can’t help but wonder what you saw to like her so much. Sadly, at the end of the day, she still chose your best friend, Jeffrey over you.” Bruce ignored Wallace’s warning and continued to add salt to the injuries.

It was one of his favorite hobbies.

“When I get her back, she will know whom she belongs to. Jeffrey probably blinded her with some expensive gifts that I didn’t think of so that he could win her. He knew I loved Nora but decided to propose to her before I even did.

“Unfortunately for him, that was the biggest mistake he made in his life because I’m going to make him pay for everything he’d done,” he promised, a red scary glint passing across his eyes, and a grin only stretched on Bruce’s lips.