all in Love with the Dominant Billionaire
Chapter 177 The Worth of My Husband’s Prowess
From behind Reese, Malcolm’s voice echoed, “Darling, who is that?”
“It’s nothing significant, fove. Just wrap up what you’re working on and join me downstairs.”
Reese had no intention of allowing Malcolm to cross paths with Nancy. Nancy, with her loose tongue, was a surefire recipe for a public spectacle, particularly in Malcolm’s presence.
She shot Nancy a sidelong glance. “Follow me.”
Nancy’s sole objective was to coax Reese away, thereby providing Dahlia with an opportunity. Merely separating Reese from Malcolm could breed misunderstanding. After all, when Malcolm had inquired about the visitor, Reese had remained vague, essentially laying a trap for herself.
In the past, Nancy’s plots against Reese had proven fruitless, and on one occasion, Reese had masterfully turned the tables, nearly driving Nancy to the brink of insanity. This time, however, with the entire Flynn clan in attendance, she was hell–bent on tarnishing Reese’s reputation.
Nancy trailed behind Reese up to the third floor, where Reese led her directly into Alyssa’s room. Alyssa was currently out, presumably engrossed in some activity that would keep her away for a while.
Reese, not being well–acquainted with the Flynn family, didn’t dare to aimlessly wander with Nancy in tow. Alyssa’s room seemed a suitable sanctuary for the time being.
Upon entering, Reese closed the door, settled into a relaxed pose, and folded her arms. “So, what’s the scandal this time?”
In truth, Nancy was oblivious. She had no inkling about the elderly Edy’s affairs or the circumstances of her death. However, Reese was solely interested in this information. Would Reese have followed her if Nancy hadn’t insinuated she knew something?
Now, Nancy was left with no choice but to fabricate a story.
“I overheard one of the Flynn family’s employees saying that your grandmother might have been murdered because she knew of the Flynn’s secrets. It wasn’t an accident,” the staff member had said nonchalantly, oblivious to the imminent upheaval his words would cause.
Reese’s previously serene eyes instantly tensed, waves of emotion surging through her as her voice assumed a commanding tone. “What exactly transpired?” she demanded.
Reese’s stern expression and the assertiveness in her voice sent a sheer down Nancy’s spine, making her instantly regret bringing up the matriarch. She had forgotten–that elderly woman was sacred to Reese,
Whether it was anxiety or fear, Nancy’s voice trembled as she spoke. 1… I merely heard it from someone else, there’s no concrete evidence.”
Reese rose, her already imposing stature towering over Nancy, amplifying Nancy’s apprehension.
All Nancy could hope for was that Dahlia would swiftly resolve the squation, or she wouldn’t survive much longer under Reese’s intense scrutiny,
Reese noticed something amiss about Nancy’s demeanor; her gaze was evasive, anxious. She narrowed her eyes, “Look at me.”
Nancy reluctantly met Reese’s penetrating gaze. “What’s the matter?
“You re lying,” It wasn’t a question, but a declaration. Nancy was cunning, but her micro–expressions betrayed her.
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Furthermore, Reese had previously gained the upper hand, instilling sense of fear in Nancy.
Nancy vehemently denied it, “No, I swear I just heard it and came straight to you.”
“Then why–why inform me? We’re hardly close, especially after I dashed your daughter’s dreams of becoming Mrs. Flynn.”
Reese grew m
grew more suspicious of her.
“L… I’ve got other matters to attend to, I must leave,” Nancy said hastily, unable to withstand Reese’s intense scrutiny any longer, and she bolted for the door.
By the time Reese followed, Nancy had vanished, but Reese had a gut feeling she was up to something.
Descending the stairs in search of Nancy to demand the truth, Reese instead encountered Silva sauntering up from behind. The Instant Silva spotted Reese, his relaxed face split into a grin, and he attempted to sneak up and startle her. However, before he could get close, Reese sensed him and landed a forceful elbow strike backwards, drawing a yelp from Silva.
“Ow… That hurts!”
Reese turned around to see Silva with a pained expression on his face, and not a trace of remorse on hers.
“Listen, Morris, I’m not the sort who appreciates strangers invading my personal space. A word of advice: keep those risky antics to a minimum, if you know what’s good for you,” she warned, rubbing the sore spot on her hip where he’d caught her off guard. I had to admit, the kid had some moves far more intriguing than Dahlia ever was.
He couldn’t help but flash a grin, his interest piqued rather than dented, and shot Reese a smile that he assumed was nothing short of charming.
“Come now, R
Reese, we’re practically kin here.”
“Oh really, kin, huh?” she retorted, arching an eyebrow. “In that case shouldn’t you be addressing me as sister ?”
With just those words, she managed to widen the chasm between them in an instant. She wasn’t fooled games wealthy brats like him played. His gaze, his words, it was painfully obvious. Everyone but Dahlia could see that her boyfriend was eyeing someone else,
she was well aware of the poor, oblivious Dahlia
Speaking of Dahlia, it struck him as peculiar that she wasn’t clinging to him as usual. But before that thought could settle, there was Dahlia, sweeping into the room and looping her arm into his.
“Honey, where did you disappear to? I’ve been searching everywhere for you.”
Just… exploring,” he said, pausing for dramatic effect.
Dahlia pouted in what she must’ve thought was an endearing manne, her voice gratingly affected, sending Reese into a silent rolling fit.
Reese intended to find Nancy rather than witness our nauseating display of foux affection. But before she could move, Dahlia s sickeningly sweet voice halted her.
Reese, where did you slip off to? I couldn’t find you anywhere. Were you with Silva?”
Kerse spun around, her ga
er gaze as sharp as a knife, slicing across Dahlia’s cheek.
“Dahlia, your boyfriend? I have zero interest in lun
Dahlia lifted her chin arrogantly, still clinging to
- me. “Oh, but I doubt that. Reese, you come from humble beginnings – surely you
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texurry, sund don’t you always want what’s mine
She was asserting her daim in what she considered her rightful place, usurped by Reese, who had no intention of backing down
Reese tried to opium Dunile
but the girl was asking for it. If Reese didn’t put her in her place, all of Dahlia’s mental
gymnastics would ve been her naught.
With a turn and a semmit glaner and my way, Boese faced her adversary.
Tell me, does the Morris family love na much wealth as the Flynus: 1s Silva as tall as my husband, or as handsome? Does he adore me the way my husband does” And the must crucial question… is he as skilled in bed as my husband?”
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