Chapter 342

Indeed, it's sufficiently sickening. Regretfully, she's destined to be disappointed.

“Really? Sorry, but I'm not the person who married you. Instead, it was a random beggar I ordered my men to find from the streets. I had him go to the Security Agency and change his name, so he ended up with the same name as me.”

At once, Rhonda's pupils constricted.

The smile on her face froze at that very same instant.

Finally, fear showed in her eyes.

Gaping at Artemis in disbelief, she countered in a quivering voice, “No, that's impossible. It's impossible! I'm your wife, the wife of Artemis Luther. Back when we registered our marriage, it was even the person in charge of City Hall who handled things personally. You're lying to me, right? You're bluffing, aren't you, Artemis?”

Artemis snorted coldly, a trace of scorn and disgust flashing across his eyes.

He threw her on the ground abruptly before snagging a few pieces of tissue from the tissue box at the side and wiping his palms unceasingly.

Meanwhile, Bailey sighed softly and murmured, “She's not in her right mind anymore. Have her sent to the mental institution.”

Reaching out, Artemis hugged her around the waist. “Honey, sending her to the mental institution is too light a punishment for her. I think we should hand her to the beggar to be his wife. The best fate for her is to continue the family line for her husband. What do you think?”

At that, the corners of Bailey's mouth twitched violently.

I've long since known that he's cold and ruthless. Today, I've witnessed it at long last. Well, that's indeed the most severe punishment for her.

“Okay. I'll leave it to you.”

Having said that, she whirled around and headed out.

In the past, no matter how much she provoked me, I'd always stop without taking things too far in consideration of the blood ties between us. But now, after learning that I'm likely not a descendant of the Jefferson family, I no longer have a reason to spare this woman. After all, she has nothing to do with me.

“One day, sooner or later, Bailey, you'll rot in hell!”

Rhonda's malevolent curse rang out behind her.

merely continued walking. Slowly, a

of that beggar husband of yours. As a woman, you

you even

similar nature drifted into the

Lionel reclined in

that he had made the

The mysterious sugar daddy of the daughter of the Saunders family is

he stared at the picture on the front page of

moment, his assistant pushed open the door and

person who leaked the news and

“Who was it?”

Besides, she's good friends with Mrs. Gezmond and

Bam!

in his hand onto the

just say? Repeat

was

flown off his handle. Quickly changing his tune, he said,

in a placid voice,

there are growing in intensity. Shouldn't you host a press

nothing, waving a dismissive hand to shoo him

up his car key from the desk

he headed

Lionel was greeted by the sight of Kimberly pruning flowers with Wendy no

entrance for some time, his resolve regarding the decision he

come back at this hour, Nell?” Wendy's voice drifted over from the garden, making

Kimberly, “Go into the house first. I've got something

two to talk and go see

left, Lionel fixed

that it could seemingly penetrate

voice, she queried, “W-Why are you looking at me

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