My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 770

“How could you surpass me throughout those years in the academy? You even wrote such a wonderful script during our final year. But what's the point of doing so? You only gave me the chance to plagiarize your work and gain fame. Since then, I've had your woman in my arms, indulging myself in enjoyable moments to my heart's content. On the other hand, you became a nobody and were even lambasted by the others for being a plagiarizer!” Frank hissed triumphantly.

Irked by Frank's mockery, Greg turned crimson with fury. He lunged forward to throw a punch onto Frank's face. “Useless scum! You'll be punished severely by the law! Just you wait!”

Frank felt throbbing pain on his face as he wiped off the blood oozing from the side of his lips. He snarled, “Greg Maxwell, what gives you the right to punch me! Don't you know that it's a crime to assault others?”

Greg felt a surge of boiling rage from within him as he glowered at Frank with a look of utter grimness. “Sc*mbag, rot in jail then! You've ruined my life, causing me to part with my wife and son. Frank Venti, I curse you to be in h*ll forever!”

Unable to stifle the years of intense rage within him, Greg clenched his fists, throwing punches one after another at Frank.

All these years, he had resented Millie for betraying him and abandoning their son.

Never had he expected that the jerk before him had forced himself on her and had been threatening her throughout the years with her nude pictures.

Millie had schemed long ago to betray him and steal his script. Only then did he realize Frank was the manipulator who had shattered the blissful life of his family. The latter was the culprit of all his suffering. D*mn it! This b*stard has ruined my

out blood-curdling howls. “Argh! Get

beat him to death, you'll

of assault. It was not worth it for him to put himself in hot water because

to me!” On the verge of tears, Greg lamented

a sudden, he burst into

my own eyes! If not for Ms. Berry, I would have

her spot, gazing at him with wet eyes. Shortly after, tears started trickling down her cheeks. She had been through a lot throughout the years

and dragged Frank, who was drenched in blood, away. “Take

after being beaten up, Frank mustered up the strength to open his eyes. Wrapping his arms around a police officer, he squealed, “Sir, take me away! Please

later!” The police officer snorted coldly before throwing a glance at

to look at Greg. “You too!