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

Chapter 394: Louder, I Can’t Hear You

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"You are still angry with me. You are blaming me, right?"

"I’m sorry."

"I know that I hurt your feelings. Yes, the Epkar Group has been acquired, but I still have some shares in my hands. As long as we are together, I am willing to work hard to support you."

"Riya, can I be with you?"

Allen’s aggrieved voice echoed throughout the cafe.

It immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

This ... must be a show!

Riya had a look of disbelief on her face. She was already tired from watching Amelia, that drama queen. She did not expect that she actually asked for a show now!

Riya immediately regretted coming to see Allen. Wasn’t it good for her to just break up with him?

Why did she come to explain? Why did she still think of helping him if needed? She thought they were still acquaintances.

Why would she have such a stupid idea? Was she Maria?

"Kid, just say what you want to say. Don’t be fresh with a girl, okay? Do you know Riya well? You have only known each other for a few days."

Margaret slapped away Allen’s outstretched hand. This kid was really flirty. He kept touching Riya!

Margaret looked at Riya with disdain, as if saying, why would you date such a man?

Riya thought, "I’m wronged. Allen is not her type, okay?

At first, she thought Allen was different from Stefan. It was good to try something

new, but now it seemed...

He was even scarier than Stefan. He was too clingy!

She even began to miss how Stefan.

"Although it’s only a few days, we are very happy together. Riya, I really like you. Is it because I am bankrupt? Don’t worry. I will work hard. I can go to the construction site to carry bricks. No matter how hard it is, I will support you and our children. I won’t let you suffer any grievances."

As Allen spoke, a blush flashed across his face.

He looked shy boy who was in love.

Margaret was dumbstruck and tongue-tied as she looked at Riya’s belly

No way? Did she...?

Riya quickly covered her belly and shook her head.

She was innocent. Even if she had a baby now, it was not Allen’s.

Margaret thought, "I don’t believe you!"

"Allen, we are really not suitable. I think you are mistaken. I don’t need you to carry bricks, and I don’t need you to support me."

Riya explained. How could there be no misunderstanding?

Why didn’t she take her bag and leave now?

Margaret looked at Allen, who seemed to cry, and smiled coldly.

"Kid, have you had enough acting? My eyes have been insulted by you for an entire afternoon. I feel like vomiting. Can you be a little more normal?"

"Do you know how much you need to raise this woman every month? Carry bricks? I’m laughing my ass out. Which construction site has bricks now? Even I know that it’s concrete. I think you should just go."

A burst of stifled laughter came from the surroundings.

It seemed what she said was right. The construction site no longer used bricks!

Riya felt that Margaret was shining! She was on fire!

Seeing Allen’s ugly expression, Margaret rolled her eyes and said, "Do you know how much she spends a month? A week? A day? Can the salary of carrying bricks be enough for her to shop for an hour? Or are you planning to rely on her?"

Allen’s expression turned even uglier. He looked a little flustered as he looked at Riya.

"I know I am not worthy of Riya, but..."

"But you just can’t bear to let go of her. You want to live off a woman, right?"

Margaret sneered and pulled Riya up.

Allen still wanted to say something, but Margaret glared at him, "You know that you are not worthy, but you still want to be with her. Who do you think you are? Just get out of here."

"If you dare to continue pestering her, I’ll cripple you." Consider the consequences of being disliked by those rich women!

Riya couldn’t help but look at Margaret’s fierce appearance.

After leaving the coffee shop, Riya could not help but say, "I didn’t expect you to be so amazing. Such a good job!"

Margaret raised her head, her face full of pride.

"Now you know who I am. Should you treat me?"

It wasn’t easy for her to take half a day off from Julian.

Riya nodded. Even shopping was fine, let alone just a meal.

The two left happily, completely forgetting Allen.

Allen lowered his head and watched the two leave through the glass window. His originally pure eyes instantly became filled with malice.

The two strolled around, ate, and went to the hotel in the end.

The life of being single was really good. Margaret danced in the pool, looking at the man who came up to strike up a conversation with her.

This was her life. After drinking a cocktail, Margaret sat back on the sofa with a body full of sweat.

Riya raised an eyebrow at her and leaned forward, "Do you see the man over there? He has been looking at you for a long time."

Margaret glanced at him and rolled her eyes, "Can’t compare to Julian."

"I say, you become much captious now. Is Julian that good? No one else can compare to him? You’re infatuated with him, aren’t you?"

"What did you say? I’m not that kind of person."

Margaret snorted and shook Riya’s hand away.

"Why talk about me? What about you? You are fooled by a little boy. I thought you were good at men. Why would you become soft-hearted when facing Allen?"

"Nonsense, how could I be soft-hearted? I just..."

Riya felt guilty, but she did not tell Margaret. She just wanted to rebel against Stefan.

She didn’t like Allen from beginning to end.

She just wanted to try something new. She didn’t expect Allen to be so weak. Stefan didn’t even show his face, but the entire Epkar Group went bankrupt.

It was bitter about provoking a man like Stefan.

"Just what?"

Margaret came close but was pushed away by Riya, "I just don’t like that type. Isn’t it good to be single? Isn’t it nice to change a boyfriend at any time? Why would I jump into marriage like you?"

She wouldn’t get married. Stefan would keep an eye on her if they married!

Margaret pursed her lips and muttered, "What’s wrong, Julian? You are just jealous that no one wants you."

Narrow-minded woman. You were jealous!

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The dance floor was filled with a lively atmosphere.

The rocking music made a deafening noise.

Those men and women were indulged in the swaying light, shaking their bodies crazily.

Compared to the passion of the dance floor, the private room upstairs was a bit more deserted.

Jessie came out of the private room with a trace of malice in her eyes. She glanced at the tightly closed door behind her and sneered.

After tidying up her clothes, she slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Although the Jorgansen family adopted her, she could not enjoy the treatment of a biological child. She was adopted, so she couldn’t inherit the property.

She had been currying favor since she was young.

Everyone in her family was superior to her. No matter how outstanding she was, she was only the adopted child. If she wanted to escape this fate, she could only rely on herself.

The people of the Jorgansen family were all bloodthirsty devils.

She wanted to maintain her image as the daughter of the Jorgansen family. She wanted those outsiders to envy her when they saw her. For this, she had been begging the Jorgansen family.

She thought when she grew up and had the ability. Everything would change.

It was only now that she discovered that a good family background could easily offset the efforts she put in, and even a married woman with another surname could be loved by her family.

Laughable. What does that woman have?

When she came out of the bathroom, someone looked at her and smiled, "Jessie, Dean likes you so much. Look, he has been looking at you all night. Why don’t you respond? He is our school beau. Do you know how many girls are jealous of you?"

Jessie smiled. But the was very faint.

She only spoke lightly, "School beau? Just so so!"

"Oh my god, you don’t like him? Dean is so handsome. You really have a high standard. He studies well and is a top student. He has a bright future. Then what type do you like?"

Jessie ignored their teasing.

Handsome and a bright future?

What a joke. Was that enough?

There were some heights that he, a man coming from a small town, would never be able to reach.

Looking at Jessie’s back as she left, someone in the group whispered, "She’s just an adopted child. What’s there to be proud of. She really thinks she’s the young miss of the Jorgansen family."

"She looks down on others. What a joke. What does she want? Property and being Mrs. Jorgansen?"

"Forget it. Let’s go. Anyway, she still has a beautiful face. If she wants to live a good life, she could be someone’s lover."

They chuckled, their tone full of ridicule and disdain.

Jessie didn’t return to the private room but went downstairs.

The music downstairs was deafening, and as soon as she approached, she could feel the vitality.

In the dance pool, there was an enchanting figure. Her dance was flirtatious, and with her outstanding temperament and face, she attracted most of the men in the bar.

The men surrounded her one by one as if they were waiting to get the favor of beauty.

The woman was the most dazzling existence in this bar. Jessie saw the figure at a glance, and after a slight pause, she smiled.

She took out her phone and took a photo of herself. Without any editor, she posted in the Line Moments.

Then Jessie returned to the private room and quickly took her things and left. "Tired!"

Margaret came out of the dance pool and took the juice from Riya’s hand to take a sip.

"A woman with no taste. You drink juice in a bar."

Riya looked at her with disdain and asked for another cup of water.

Margaret snorted, "You still have the nerve to talk about me? You can’t even afford to drink juice?"

She wanted to drink, but when she went home later, Julian would find out!

She had to take care of herself!

She could avoid danger. Why wouldn’t she?

Riya looked at her and laughed, "I could buy this bar if I want. Can you?"

"If they know you are here, you will see the consequence."

Margaret was pleased, "This is the stimulation. You do not understand."

She just wanted to do everything Julian forbid her to do, and everywhere he forbade her to come.

Anyway, this man was not here now. What was there to be afraid of.

"Alright, it’s the time. You don’t want your husband to come to the bar, do you?" Riya took a look at the time. Then she paid the bill and left. Margaret quickly put took her coat and followed out.

She could come here someday. There was no need to be in a hurry.

The outside was silent, unlike the inside.

Margaret stood by the road and said, "You really let the driver go?"

Riya rolled her eyes and said, "Yes. Do you want him to tell my family and then your family that the two of us are here at the bar?"

Margaret immediately shut her mouth and then hummed softly, "How can we go back without a car?"

"I called an online taxi. It should be here in a while."

Riya stood by the side of the road and waited. A car stopped. Riya was about to take a look when Margaret frowned and pulled her.

"Hey, did I drink too much cold water? I’ve got a bellyache."

Riya said disdainfully, "Don’t tell me you want to..."

"No, I think my period is coming."

"Take a look for me."

Riya turned around to take a look, but fortunately, there were no stains on her clothes.

"Let’s go. Let’s hurry home. It would be awkward if I had it halfway."

Margaret’s face was full of despair. Women really couldn’t do bad things. Otherwise, even your period would punish you.

She was enjoying her life in the bar just now, and now she was so dispirited in the car seat, feeling aggrieved.

It hurt so much... She just drank a glass of juice.

As the car drove through the bustling streets, Margaret leaned in Riya’s arms and sniffled with grievances.

"Alright, we’ll be home in a while."

"I finally took half a day off today..."

Margaret muttered in a low voice. She paid a huge price for this...

"It’s fine. At the very least, you enjoyed your day for a very long time. People should know how to be content."

Riya touched Margaret’s face and found it seemed to be smoother than hers.

She couldn’t help but rub Margaret’s face again out of jealousy.

Margaret hummed, "I am already very satisfied. Why don’t you drink today?"

Riya coughed lightly and mumbled, "It’s nothing. It’s just that Stefan will return to River City. I will drink after he leaves."

Margaret thought, "What are you talking about? Louder, I can’t hear you!"