After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic

Chapter 692: Silly Girl Without a Brain

Harry Hunter chuckled softly, feeling warmth in his heart.It seems being berated made his little wife very distressed.

Actually, he didn’t care about the outside world’s opinions. Moreover, some of the criticisms were true—he indeed was ruthless and lacked gentlemanly manners.

He patted Isabella Weaver’s smooth long hair, took her hand, and got into the car, taking her home.

Inside the Moonlight Jewelry Tower, chaos had erupted as everyone raised their phones to record videos, stopping only when Harry Hunter’s Maybach disappeared from view.

"Young Master Hunter truly spoils his wife! It’s not that he lacks gentlemanly manners; he doesn’t touch any woman besides his wife!"

"Let’s upload the video online so those who are clamoring can see how quick Young Master Hunter reacts!"

"Exactly, Young Master Hunter doesn’t need any hype. His instinctive reaction was to step back and not touch that Reception Lady!"

"I think that woman intentionally fell towards Young Master Hunter; the stage is flat, others were fine except her, who conveniently fell right there!"

"Yeah, there was a sixty-year-old executive next to Young Master Hunter, why didn’t that Reception fall on him?"

"Online, many are sympathizing with her, yet she lacks basic professional qualities, even dropping scissors—her professional competence is too poor!"

People were buzzing with discussion, both standing up for their president’s husband and posting videos, making the company quite lively.

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In the luxury residence of the Lewis Family, Cherry Lewis browsed news and comments, her eyes full of hateful light: "Grandmother, the public opinion has been stirred up, Star Region Group’s stock even dropped today! What’s our next move?"

Old Madam Lewis, over seventy with gray hair but exceptionally spirited, said slowly, "Continue to harass him. Our net is already spread wide. This time, regardless of the cost, we must destroy the Hunter Family!"

Her son died mysteriously, and she had always suppressed a deep anger—bringing down the Hunter Family became her biggest motivation, and for this goal, they had already spent countless resources.

"How is Evan Lewis doing? That bastard dared to betray the Lewis Family and side with the Hunter Family!"

"Don’t worry, grandma. I’ve bought over several people beside him. Such a worthless person won’t accomplish anything major. Even if the Lewis Clan Group is declining, it’s not something he can control!"

"And what about Zoe Lewis? Don’t let her escape. She’s still somewhat useful."

"She can’t run; there’s always someone watching her. She has no brains and does whatever she’s told. I have her completely under control. Evan Lewis only refrains from fighting us head-on because his daughter is in our hands."

In the restroom, Zoe Lewis wore wireless earphones while doing laundry.

Cherry Lewis deliberately troubled her, throwing a pile of dirty clothes for her to wash, forbidding the use of a washing machine, forcing her to hand-wash.

She washed diligently, appearing as a truly brainless foolish girl.

However, the clear dialogue in her earphones proved she wasn’t truly stupid.

She smirked coldly. Living in this luxurious mansion was her own choice; if she wanted to leave, she would have done so long ago. Did Cherry Lewis really think she could confine her?

Midway through washing, she tore Cherry Lewis’s favorite white dress with a rip and soaked the other clothes with a garment that bleeds color.

She messaged Isabella Weaver, informing her that today’s Reception Lady incident was orchestrated by Cherry Lewis.

Then she messaged her dad, telling him there were plenty of informers around him, urging him to make good use of them instead of firing them all.