Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 10

Moreover, Lowell had checked them out; they were just an average family of four and were unlikely to pose any real threat to him.

It was all in his head.

Tarquin’s guard came down, and with it, his interest in Elysia waned.

“Handle it, Lowell,” he instructed, his attention shifting back to the texts on his phone and left

her aside.

Lowell produced the compensation agreement they had prepared earlier, “Miss, since you’ve admitted the kid is yours, and with the evidence we have, it’s time to pay up.”

Raising a kid alone is tough, but it’s no excuse to get off scot–free.

Tarquin wasn’t some kindhearted philanthropist who’d let a multimillion–dollar car get trashed without demanding restitution.

The parents should be responsible for kids‘ misdeeds, and that was the price she should pay as the mother of her undereducated kid.

Elysia’s face tensed. She believed Evan wouldn’t cause trouble for no reason, but wrecking someone’s car was indeed his fault.

Elysia asked sheepishly, “How much does he want?”

“Fifty million.”

Elysia’s voice shot up several octaves, “Fifty million? Is he

taken

this privately, we

blurted out quickly.

involved, they’d surely take her in as the guardian,

car’s worth fifty million?” she

market value for that

Lowell offered and

I’m not opposed to settling, and I can pay, but I don’t have that kind

alone and

Elysia coldly, “How much can you

“5…

were

million to five hundred, she had just dropped

the police! Let them handle it!” Tarquin stood up to leave, clearly not

Elysia panicked, “Wait!”

didn’t stop or

steeled herself, and blurted out, “You want money? Fine, but take off your clothes first!”

confused, “What?”

Your jacket, your shirt, all of it,

everyone else were