My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Met With Her
Now, Arabella was greatly offended by Mr. Wallace’s words and she didn’t intend on keeping quiet about it.

“Please sir, can you speak more politely to me? I may be a nobody but I’m still human. With no offense, you’re old, so I expect you to be wise enough to know you can’t just talk to anybody like that.”

“What did you just say to me?” He questioned, glaring harder as if it was possible to make her disappear from his sight at that moment. “Didn’t your parents teach you some manners, girl?”

“My parents taught me pretty good manners. I can assure you of that. But they mentioned I should never let myself be stepped on by some reputable cocky old man,” she responded, her hand folded around her chest as she returned his glare.

Now, Mr. Wallace is the one greatly offended by Arabella’s sharp tongue. He couldn’t help but see Xander in her. The boy also spoke back to him however he liked, forgetting he should respect him.

“I’m sorry if you feel offended by my words. I just don’t like it when people like you look down on people on me just because I come from a middle-class family. I and Xander are doing quite fine despite the different world we live in. And I understand as his father, you care about your son….”

If only Arabella knew Mr Wallace wasn’t there to care for his son. He only cared about his name and the wealth he had.

Mr Wallace was now fuming in rage, and he tried to contain it by releasing a long sigh.

“You’re together with him because of my money, I know that. I know that girls like you are always up to no good when you find yourself a rich boyfriend. You go ahead and start some kind of rumor in school, making everyone know you are dating a Wallace son….”

“Believe me, sir,” Arabella cut in, her voice firm. “I’ve got more homework than I know what to do with, and it eats up all my time. I don’t have the slightest chance—or even the desire—to start any rumors.”

At first, she never expected to meet the father of her boyfriend in front of her gate. Secondly, she didn’t expect him to be part of those reputable men who think associating with people of a lower class than them is an abominable sin.

Mr Wallace clenched his fist in anger as he scowled at her.

He might have kicked Xander out of his house, but he wanted to meet the girl to make sure she didn’t get any kind of ideas when Xander contacted her. He also intended to scare her away.

Unfortunately for him, Arabella didn’t fear him one bit. She responded to him with the same sharp tongue he used to address her.

“How much do you need?” He questioned, which stunned Arabella. “Fifty thousand dollars? Hundred thousand? I’ll pay any amount as long as you promise not to come close to either of my sons.”

“Mr Wallace, I’m not accepting any money from you,” she declared. “It’s obvious you’re not understanding anything I’m saying but I’ll just give you one simple answer,” she added.

Never in her wildest dreams did she believe someone like him fathered Xavier and Xander. They were so polite and never treated people differently just because of their class.

“Xander and I are not going to break up because you want us to. If you feel threatened because he’s hanging out with someone like me, then please go take a nap.”

Every time she opened her mouth to speak to him, he always felt insulted and that made his blood boil.

“If you excuse me, I’ll be leaving now,” she said, fetching her phone inside her bag. But then she noticed it wasn’t there.

She hissed under her breath before she passed him and went into her house to fetch her phone from where she’d left it.

Arabella got into her empty house and fetched the phone she left on the dining table while she was preparing to leave. She locked the door and silently hoped Mr Wallace had already driven off.

She wouldn’t want to face him.

When she got down from the stairs, she saw him still standing at the gate, but his back was turned to her and it seemed he was on a phone call.

She tried to sneak away so he wouldn’t see her but she mistakenly overheard his conversation.

“Have you successfully kidnapped the girls?” Mr Wallace questioned over the phone.

Bruce was in his study, looking at the pictures of the girls they would use to start their first sex trafficking business.

“They are,” she replied.

“What about the location we would be using to start the sex trafficking business?”

Arabella froze in shock when she heard the words that came out of his mouth.

Before she could make any sound, she quickly hid somewhere to listen in on his conversation with the unknown person as her heart hammered against her ribs.

“That place has also been set,” Bruce responded, strolling to another set of pictures. “We should start in a month after confirming the girls are healthy.”

“That’s wonderful. We’re going to sell them for a good amount of money to our trusted business associates.” Then Mr Wallace sighed, rubbing his forehead in frustration. “I have a feeling this Arabella girl is going to bring me trouble.”

Bruce scoffed. “Just get rid of her if you have to.”

“I tried money but that didn’t work. Looks like I’ll have to find a different option,” said Mr Wallace.

Arabella had to cover her mouth with her palm as she stared at Mr Wallace’s back with eyes widened in shock.

Mr Wallace hung up on the call, and that was when Arabella decided to leave while pretending she didn’t just overhear his conversation.

Mr Wallace sighted Arabella’s back in the street and couldn’t help but wonder if she’d overheard his talk with Bruce.