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

Chapter 399:

The middle-aged man’s face was set in a stern mask of belief in his wife’s version of events. He stared at the young man, and his anger was evident. “You audacious fool! Trying to seduce my wife? Do you have a death wish?” As he prepared to strike the young man, his hand lifted in the air.

“Stop!” Belinda’s commanding shout stopped him cold.

He turned towards the source of the interruption. Initially, his face was still full of rage, but as soon as he saw Belinda, his expression shifted dramatically. “Mrs. Clark!” he exclaimed, his tone filled with surprise.

He remembered Belinda from Harold’s birthday celebration and recognized her immediately. Something flickered in Belinda’s eyes as he addressed her like that.

“Mrs. Clark, what do you want to say?” the man inquired, his tone shifting.

Belinda got straight to the point. “Just now, I saw your wife harassing that young man. She was caressing his thigh and even attempted to slip her hand under his shirt. When he tried to push her away and leave, she clung to him and forced cash into his hand.”

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Belinda with awe. He had not

she would be exposed so publicly. Her fury burned hot, but Belinda wasn’t someone she could afford to

you later!” the man barked, cutting her off with a venomous glare. His words were spat through gritted teeth,

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man standing nearby. “Mrs. Jimenez, from this moment forward, he is under my protection. If you are even thinking about harassing him again,

Bethany’s words earlier—that Felice never let go of something she wanted, no matter the cost. That was why she had

set her sights on that young man and intended to claim him, no matter the method.

her voice hollow with defeat. Without another word, she turned and left, her humiliation

Belinda a strained, embarrassed smile before following after

turned to look at the young man. “You are okay now,” she said simply, her tone calm but firm. Without waiting for a response, she

as if shaking himself free from a trance, and called out hastily, “Wait! Thank you. Can I at