His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 192:

“You poured a bowl of soup on my mother, Madonna,” she said coolly. “Now, I’ve poured a cup of coffee on you. This all seems fair to me. We are even now.”

Her voice was soft yet sharp, each word delivered with unnerving composure.

“You…” Madonna was rendered speechless. Her eyes burned with rage as she raised her hand, intent on slapping Belinda.

But before she could land the slap, Belinda caught her wrist effortlessly.

Madonna’s face twisted with further anger, her teeth clenched as she hissed, “Let go! Belinda, let go of me right now!”

Belinda’s grip tightened briefly before she released Madonna’s hand with a forceful shove. The momentum sent Madonna stumbling backward, collapsing onto the sofa in an ungraceful heap.

do this to me!” Madonna shouted, glaring up at Belinda, her chest heaving

reclining lazily. She locked eyes with Madonna,

as ever, “you should be grateful the bowl of soup you dumped

case, what I poured on you

her fingers trembled with rage as she reached for a napkin. She dabbed at the sticky streaks on her face, her breaths coming

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the tremor in her hands stilling. When she finally spoke, her voice carried a mocking edge. “Well, well… Look at you now. The Thomas family has your

you’re aware of the Thomas family’s support for me, then here’s

think the Thomas family actually values you, Belinda? But I don’t think that’s the truth. If they cared even the slightest about you, why would they refuse to cooperate with Albin, knowing full

remained calm, her poise unshaken. She tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a slight smile. “Do you want to know why

faltered for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features. She said

soft yet cutting. “When Albin went to the company to meet Santino, Santino told me about his visit immediately. He even asked if I wanted to let you have the project. I said no.” Her gaze didn’t waver, each word striking with force.

widened, blood