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.”

Bailey as if the burning rage in her eyes could incinerate

her brows raised, Bailey lash out again with the back of

Slap!

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

I'm going to kill

she began

her hand a

“Ah!”

the office, Jessica lost her balance

her right leg slightly, Bailey used her sharp heels to hold up


intimate contact with the bottom of

of you to lick my shoes in gratitude after I showed you how to

“You...”

the ground before cursing, “Bailey, one

amusement before strutting out

day you completely transform

of blood in her throat,

blood that

hate her! What right does this despicable woman have to throw her weight around like

reached out his hand to pull Jessica

trifled with, as she's not the kind of lady who can be bullied? When you refused to listen, you end up disgracing

her eyes, asked in a pitiful tone, “How can a filthy and uncultured wench like her

don't you take your case to Mr. Luther? Perhaps he might listen to you and

too lightly? I want her reputation to be destroyed so that she will never step foot in the fashion design industry again. How dare she come and compete with me? I'll

head in resignation as disappointment glistened in

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 be put

afternoon, Maxton returned to the

up her grandson

raised you, you left me behind

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