Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 337: The Scumbag Doesn’t Deserve a Good Woman



Chapter 337: The Scumbag Doesn’t Deserve a Good Woman

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"Who, who are you? What are you doing?"

The woman got flustered when she saw what Margaret was doing.

She hurriedly turned around, hoping to hide.

However, the man in front of her was holding her firmly. She couldn’t hide at all. Even worse was that Margaret didn’t stop snapping after the woman saw her. She even said, "Turn around. Look here. Yes, that is the expression."

The woman looked so pitiful, like a weak little girl being ravaged by an evil man.

She was so lovable and pitiful.

And Julian was the evil man.

"You, you are a reporter, aren’t you? Stop! Stop right now."

The woman was anxious and wanted to rush over. She did not expect the man had freed her.

Seeing her run over, Margaret quickly put away her phone and dodged sideways. She raised her chin proudly as she looked at Julian, who was expressionless not far away.

"I thought Mr. Jorgansen was righteous and impartial. It turns out that you can’t control yourself too when facing a charming girl. But I can understand."

Finally, she got the evidence of his cheating. She would show it to Orlenna and prove it.

It seemed she could see herself freely move around at home.

Margaret could not help but smile, as if she could see Orlenna throwing a disengagement file on Julian’s face! That would be cool!

When Orlenna was not gentle and pleasant, she looked fantastic!

"You, you know each other."

The woman finally realized something and turned to look at Julian.

However, before she could say something, the man who was cold to her just now smiled gently at her. His voice was attractive. "My fianc is jealous!"

"Fianc?"

The woman was stunned. Did she run into a man with a girlfriend?

Moreover, his girlfriend saw this! What bad luck!

"Are you saying me? No! I’m not your fianc and I’m not jealous! I already broke off the engagement the day before yesterday. Now I have evidence of your cheating. Don’t say I’m your fianc again."

Margaret took out her phone and jumped proudly in front of Julian. Anyway, Orlenna wouldn’t let her marry a playboy.

Julian said calmly, "Have the photos been sent?"

Margaret nodded. She said with an arrogant look, "I sent to my mother and Hilla."

Just wait and see!

Not to mention the wedding would be canceled, Hilla would also be disappointed in him.

Julian’s plan would fail!

Julian nodded. "It doesn’t matter. They can understand you."

Margaret was stunned, "What do you mean? I don’t think they are good words."

Sure enough, before Margaret could hear Julian’s answer, Orlenna called.

"Margaret, what are you doing again? I asked Julian to pick you up. What nonsense did you send to me? You’re shaming the Anderson family! Earn your own pocket money by yourself in the future."

"Mom ..."

"Stop shouting! Come back and try on the wedding dress right now. I’m already busy enough. You’ll get married soon! How can you go to the club and have fun! If you cause trouble again, I’ll get your teacher to teach you etiquette again."

No! She didn’t want class.

Then Orlenna hung up. Margaret looked at her phone, so mad that her fingers trembled with anger.

"You! It must be you. I clearly broke off the engagement."

"I said no."

Margaret thought, "But you can say yes!"

"Miss, are you here for this gentleman? Could you please delete the photos?"

Seeing them bickering after a while, the woman understood and quickly walked over.

But Margaret, who could only see the man in front of her, hurriedly replied, "I’ll put the mosaic on your face."

The woman thought, "Is she saying I’m shameless?"

"Miss, you are looking for this gentleman. I don’t care about your relationship. It is your business to break off the engagement with him. But can you delete my photos first?"

As an artist, she would probably be banned if netizens saw these photos even if she was not very famous.

Margaret turned to look at the woman’s beautiful face. She rolled her eyes. "Did I tell you to do that?"

"I ..."

"He is my fianc. Don’t you think you should take responsibility?"

Even if he was her ex-fianc, she couldn’t allow another woman to do that to him.

"I took those photos because you threw yourself at him. If it weren’t for those photos, I wouldn’t have been scolded by my mother after failing to break off the marriage. I didn’t even ask you for compensation. How could you ask me to delete the photos? I said I would put a mosaic. So stop shouting, unreasonable girl."

The woman thought, "What an unreasonable woman!"

In the Anderson’s mansion.

Margaret finally came back, with Julian behind her. Orlenna frowned and snorted, "Sit down."

"Thank you, Mom."

Margaret obediently sat down on the edge of the sofa. Before she could get herself seated, she heard Orlenna say, "Not you."

Then Julian walked past her and sat on the sofa where she had wanted to sit.

"Mom, what about me?"

Margaret blinked and looked at Orlenna with good behavior.

Orlenna gave her an elegant and calm gaze and said indifferently, "The wedding is coming. Where have you been these days? You haven’t returned home. Don’t you know I ... and Julian are worried?"

"You worried about me?"

If she was gone, they would jump in joy.

Margaret curled her lips. Under Orlenna’s asking, she admitted her mistake with reluctance.

"It’s my fault for making you worry. It won’t happen again."

Orlenna nodded with satisfaction and said seriously, "Go back to your room to take a shower and get changed. Then go downstairs and have dinner with Julian. You are a grown-up. Don’t be worrying."

"Oh!"

Margaret said and quickly went upstairs with her head lowered.

Orlenna spoke to her like a different person. She didn’t even dare to say anything more.

Then only Orlenna and Julian were left. Orlenna poured a cup of black tea and handed it over. On her well-cared face was a graceful smile.

"This is the new black tea this year. Mr. Jorgansen, have a try."

Julian frowned at Orlenna’s address to him. Before he could ask her about it, he saw the black tea in front of him. Orlenna was staring at him coldly.

"How do you think of it?"

Julian thought, "I haven’t drunk it yet!"

"It smells good and unique," he said.

Orlenna smiled and nodded. She casually said, "Then what do you think of Margaret?"

"Mr. Jorgansen can drink the tea I bought and marry my daughter while having beauties around you. What a man!"

Julian frowned. It sounded like blame.

...

Julian looked at his cup. He found the tea fragrant just now. But it seemed different.

He didn’t drink it nor marry Margaret. He felt wronged to be threatened in this way.

"What’s wrong? Have tea!"

Orlenna glanced at Julian and revealed an elegant smile. She kindly said, "Margaret is the daughter of the Anderson family. We are responsible to teach her if she did anything improper. What does Mr. Jorgansen think of her?"

Julian, who was about to drink tea, stopped to look at Orlenna seriously. "She is straightforward and creative. I think she is a good girl."

The smile on Orlenna’s face widened. She raised her hand and said, "Drink it soon or you’ll miss the taste."

Julian nodded and carefully picked up the teacup.

"Margaret has been spoiled since she was young. Accept for what you mentioned just now, her family background and the pretty face are also her advantages. But that’s all."

Julian choked.

The black tea was too sweet. Julian couldn’t help frowning since he didn’t get used to the taste.

"What happened? Doesn’t it taste good? I made it myself."

Orlenna looked at him with concern. Julian immediately said, "It’s a bit hot."

"Oh, you’re not a child anymore. Be careful."

Orlenna seemed indifferent, though, she was warning Julian.

She wouldn’t treat him well if he made Margaret awkward.

Indeed, a cup of tea from mother-in-law was always for a hidden purpose.

Julian picked up a tissue and said, "Sorry, I drank too quickly."

"Exactly, I invited Mr. Jorgansen to drink my tea. Please go on."

Orlenna turned to smile softly at Julian. Her elegant smile was filled with love and concern, which was terrifying for Julian.

"It seems that she wanna take my life." Julian wondered.

Julian pursed his lips and was going to pick up the cup again. Orlenna suddenly stood up and said, "I’m busy today. So I won’t invite you to the dinner. We’ll have more chances in the future when we are family."

"Margaret is the daughter of the Anderson family. No matter how naughty she is, she

can always live a good life at home. I believe that you can give her a better life." Julian nodded and stood up.

He was told to take good care of Margaret. Otherwise, the Anderson family won’t let go of him.

Margaret was standing beside the window on the third floor. She pouted when she saw Julian going through the courtyard.

"What did they talk about? Why does my mom always take his side? She must be cheated." she said.

Margaret was upset and then turned around. Hilla was playing with her children in the room.

"We don’t wanna marry each other. He doesn’t fit me. Why didn’t mom break off the engagement?"

Moreover, she believed that Hilla was disappointed with Julian after seeing those photos, in which Julian was putting his arm around an actress in the club.

The scumbag doesn’t deserve a good woman like her and Hilla.

Hilla gave biscuits to one kid. Then another kid also came to ask for biscuits.

Looking at two chubby kids, Hilla smiled.

"Marriage isn’t a trifling matter. Your wedding cards have been sent. It will be a shame for the Anderson family if the ceremony is canceled. It will also be a shame for you, dear Miss. Anderson, if others know that Julian has a mistress."

"Shame? I don’t care."

"But Orlenna cares. Although she is strict with you, she can’t bear bad words about you. She won’t allow anyone to bully you except her and Bruce."

"But she asks me to marry that scumbag! She just wants to get rid of me." Margaret muttered in dissatisfaction. Obviously, she ignored what Hilla said. Two kids were eating biscuits. Hilla widened her smile since they looked so lively.

"She is not an idiot. She knows that you send her the videos and photos on purpose. You’re her beloved daughter. She asks you to marry Julian because she understands that he is an upright guy."

"I know you wanna frame him, but it’s so clumsy."

If one looked at the video carefully, he or she would find that Julian didn’t touch the woman at all.

What was more, Julian seemed to know that Margaret was taking photos but he didn’t look nervous at all. The woman seemed familiar and she was afraid of being captured.

"I have never framed anyone. How do you know that?"

Margaret pursed her lips. She was unwilling to accept the truth.

She had always been a straightforward girl, leading a rich life. Bruce and Orlenna would arrange everything for her.

"What is it? Is it delicious?"

Margaret noticed that two kids were eating biscuits and she wanted to have a try.

Hilla tried to stop her, but it was too late. Since one kid’s biscuit was taken away, he turned to grab that of another’s. Before Hilla gave them a new piece, they started to fight with each other and cried.

Unfortunately, Orlenna came and saw Margaret grab her grandsons’ snacks. And her dear grandsons were crying.

"Margaret, you’re such a troublemaker. You’re nearly thirty. How could you take babies’ snacks? You should come to help change diapers."

Orlenna was about to hit her with a badminton racket.

Margaret was terrified and ran to stand behind Hilla. She felt upset and argued, "Mom, I am not thirty yet."

"It’s a taboo for women to talk about the age. Should I say you’ll soon be sixty?" Orlenna was irritated. She thought that Margaret needed a spanking.

Margaret realized what Orlenna wanted to do, so she intended to run out of the room as soon as possible.

She shouted while running, "I didn’t say anything. You’re the prettiest fairy tale in the world."

But she was caught by Orlenna the next second. Then she begged, "Mom, you are right. I am thirty. I am indeed thirty. A woman in her thirties should be considerate and take good care of her mother."


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