Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Mistaken Intentions

I froze. So did Gareth. Everything shifted.

He didn’t look at Michelle or the butler. He looked straight at me like I’d personally spit in his drink. His jaw was locked, his shoulders stiff, and that cold, sharp light in his eyes—yeah, I’d seen it before, when he glared at Elliot. But this time, it was aimed at me in full force.

“What is she doing here?” he asked tightly, voice low and menacing.

Michelle blinked, still holding onto his arm. “She’s my tutor. Isa hired her. Isn’t that great?”

He slowly peeled Michelle’s hand off his coat and stepped forward. His gaze never left mine. “Get away from my daughter.”

I froze. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” he growled. “What the hell are you doing in my house?”

I opened my mouth, stunned, but he didn’t give me a chance.

“I told you to stay away from my family,” he snapped. “You think sneaking your way in through my daughter was clever? You think I wouldn’t find out?”

Sneaking? My heart dropped. He thought I planned this?

“Sir—” the butler began, clearly flustered.

“Silence,” Gareth barked. “Is this how you do your job now? Letting strangers into my home to play with my daughter? Show her out right now!”

“She’s not a stranger,” Michelle snapped. “She’s awesome.”

“Michelle, not now,” Gareth said through clenched teeth.

I could feel the heat rising to my face. I was getting very angry.

“I didn’t sneak in,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. “Your daughter hired me. She saw my resume, called me in, and your butler let me in through the front door.”

He scoffed and took a step closer, his voice low and sharp. “You really expect me to believe that? You had the nerve to come here after everything I told you?”

I reached into my bag and pulled out the folder Isa asked me to bring. My fingers trembled slightly as I held it out. “Here. This is my resume. See for yourself.”

He didn’t even glance at it. Just stood there, glaring like I’d spat at his feet. freёwebnoѵel.com

So I set it down on a nearby table.

“I didn’t come here for you,” I said, my voice tightening. “I came here to work. I applied like everyone else. I got hired. That’s it.”

He stared at the folder for a long moment, then looked back at me. His expression didn’t change.

“You don’t belong here,” he muttered. “You’ve been a problem since the second you crossed my path, and now you’re worming your way into my house?”

Michelle, who’d been standing off to the side, frowned. “Dad, stop bullying her! You don’t even know her.”

Gareth shot her a warning look. “Michelle. Go to your room.”

She folded her arms. “No.”

His eyes darkened. “I said now.”

The butler gently placed a hand on Michelle’s shoulder, trying to guide her away. She yanked herself free and stomped toward the stairs, mumbling under her breath.

“You’re such a jerk.”

Once she was gone, Gareth’s gaze fell back on me.

“If I find out this was planned... if you’re using my daughter to get to me—”

“I’m not,” I said quickly.

He ignored me. “I’ll have you thrown in prison next to your father. And this time, no one will stop it.”

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