Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Chapter 40

Ignoring Jessica, Bailey maintained her smile as she asked Stephen curiously, “Is the dog barking again? Mr. Chandler, I'm sure you can hear it now.”

“You...”

Overwhelmed by rage, Jessica raised her hand in an attempt to slap Bailey.

At that moment, piercing glint flashed across Bailey's eyes.

Giving in doesn't mean fear, and I have had enough of this woman.

After Jessica's repeated provocations, the good-natured Bailey had run out of her patience.

Just before Jessica's palm struck her, Bailey caught the approaching hand in mid-air.

Even though Bailey wasn't using much strength to restrain Jessica, her inherent athleticism was enough to stop the latter.

“Ouch, it hurts! It hurts. My wrist... It's going to break.”

Letting out a snigger, Bailey tightened her grip. “Let me remind you to stay out of my way and stop messing around with me. Do you hear me? I'm not your mother and not under any obligation to tolerate your rudeness. Going forward, you had better behave instead of trying to slap someone as you wish.”

At the sound of Bailey's words, Jessica was filled with so much indignance that her heavily made-up face began to contort.

“You despicable woman, who do you think you are? You sold your dignity for five million and even bore an illegitimate child, so who are you to criticize my actions? I—”

Slap!

The next moment, Jessica instinctively held onto her burning cheek with her free hand as she stared at Bailey in disbelief.

“You... How dare you hit me. You b*tch. What gives you the right to do that?”

Bailey snorted in laughter before rebutting, “The right? I hit you just because I can. Ms. Tanner, have you learned your lesson now? Whenever you want to hit someone, you have to catch them by surprise.”

burning rage in

With her brows raised, Bailey lash out again with the

Slap!

prints on both sides of her cheeks. They were a testament to how

I'm going to kill

she began to

her hand

“Ah!”

scream echoing through the office, Jessica lost

Bailey used her sharp heels


made intimate contact with the bottom of Bailey's

that's awfully gracious of you to lick my shoes in gratitude

“You...”

before cursing, “Bailey, one

her brow in amusement before

for the day you completely transform into

blood in

to suppress the blood that had pooled in her mouth from being thrown

her. I really hate her! What right does this despicable woman have to throw her weight

Stephen reached out his hand to pull Jessica back to her

to listen, you end

can a filthy and uncultured wench like her qualify to design a gown for

you take your case to Mr. Luther? Perhaps he might listen

want her reputation to be destroyed so that she will never step foot in the fashion design industry again.

in resignation as disappointment glistened in his

It's obvious that Jessica is no match for Bailey. In fact, both of them can't even be mentioned in the same breath. And yet, Jessica insists on letting her ego run wild with her superiority complex. Sooner or later, she will

returned

Felicity picked up her

really heartless, aren't you? Even though I have raised you, you left me behind

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