Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 546

Chapter 546 Make Her Pay

“Shut up if you can’t say nice things.” Matthew’s expression sank, and he shot a cold gaze at Caleb. Just that one look managed to make Caleb break out in cold sweat.

“I was just saying. Don’t take it personally.” Caleb rubbed his nose and as a glint flashed across his clear eyes, he leaned in to Matthew and whispered in his ear, “Women are all sentimental beings. You can definitely make her yours if you get her pregnant.”

After saying that, Caleb even proudly wiggled his eyebrows at Matthew as the former made another confident remark. “It is a conclusion I got from experience.”

Matthew, who was standing as straight as a pole, crossed his arms in front of his chest, his nonchalant gaze falling on Caleb. “Experience from being single for 30 years, you mean?”

The smile on Caleb’s face disappeared in that instant, and he rolled his eyes before falling silent. So they say the best way to kill a man is by killing his soul, he sighed.

Right then, Veronica came out of the lounge with her arm around Shirley. The women then stood in front of Caleb. Veronica’s fair face looked slightly irritated as she demanded, “I am bringing her home. Please find out what you can. Shirley is one of my people. Anyone who hurt her will have to pay!”

Shirley couldn’t help feeling touched by how they had each other’s back.

Sniffling, she burst into tears again. “You are so nice to me, Ron.”

Even though they weren’t related by blood, Veronica felt like a real sister to Shirley. With that, Shirley had become even more determined to repay Veronica in hundredfold.

After hearing Veronica’s words, Caleb mumbled, “Um…”

He tilted his head to look at Matthew, only to feel the corners of his lips twitch when he saw how Matthew’s attention was on Veronica alone.

As expected, Caleb sighed again. What is a bro compared to a woman?

“Alright, I will make sure Skyler gives you an explanation,” he answered her perfectly.

After that, he walked the three of them out of the police station, and only walked back in after the sedan was no longer in his peripheral.

“Fweet!”

A whistle that sounded from behind immediately stopped him in his tracks. When he turned his head, he was greeted by the sight of a ‘fully armored’ man in black casual clothes, black cap, sunglasses and mask. The man was plastered to the automatic sliding door as he greeted Caleb.

It was safe to say the man was acting like a weirdo.

As a policeman, Caleb could feel his senses telling him that there was something wrong with the man.

Could he be a crime suspect who is here to give himself up?