My Wife Is An All-Around Expert by Elton Joe

Chapter 15

Patrick remained expressionless. “I don’t know that. I’m not a mind reader.”

Violet furrowed her brow. “Then what did you mean by what you just said?”

Patrick raised a slight eyebrow. “Just a reasonable guess. Do you think Russell wouldn’t fight fire with fire? Foolish.”

“You…” Violet did not have the guts to insult him outright. She said indignantly, “Even if he did record it, I also recorded the entire conversation, including the part where I admitted to setting this up. If he dares to edit and release that segment, I’ll release the full recording to clear my name. We’ll see whose side everyone takes!”

Saying this, Violet took out her phone and opened the recording app. She had learned to be cautious in recent times, always being careful about her actions. Patrick did not expect Violet to still be recording after the press conference had ended. He looked somewhat surprised and commented, “Seems like you’ve grown a bit smarter.”

Violet’s l*ps twitched with irritation. “Patrick, you probably don’t have any friends, do you? After all, you speak so harshly that no one would want to be friends with you.”

Patrick’s eyes gleamed briefly. “I do have few friends, but I value quality over quantity.”

After saying this, he gave Violet a meaningful glance.

words, she was quite displeased but did not know how to respond. Violet felt a twinge of disdain from him and turned her head to look out of

angry. He was oddly reminded of Gloria

his large hand resting on the back of her head, turning it towards him. “What’s this? Are you angry? Do you think I said something

gesture instantly brought them closer, and with her neck held by

“Whether you are or not, your ability

my spouse, but now you’re saying I have poor judgment. Are you implying that you’re

he warned, “Violet, are

of frustration, retorted, “If you think so,

let out a low hum. “Violet, sometimes, having too much personality isn’t necessarily a

say that to

another word to her He felt that he must have

as she stepped onto the pavement, Patrick hit the gas pedal, leaving her in a cloud of exhaust fumes. She stood there, fuming and stomping

and narrow–minded man before She wished she could catch

the rearview mirror, Patrick saw Violet stomping her foot and felt oddly pleased. He could not

out her phone, intending to contact her best friend Megan. Just then, Megan’s

you?” Megan’s cool voice came