Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 He Wanted to Laugh Again

Amelia tightly bit her lip, trying her best to turn her body away. Her hair hung down, covering her face.

"No need," she said softly. "Consider me unlucky today running into these two banes."

"What did you say?" Mia raised her voice, and Amelia immediately shrunk her neck.

She walked toward the exit, pressed against the wall, and spat fiercely.

"Stella, just you wait! Guard this lousy shop for as long as you can. Soon or later, I will smash everything here."

Mia was about to step forward, but Stella grabbed her hand.

"Forget it!" Jericho lifted the tilted chair back up and sat down calmly. He casually adjusted his cufflinks, looking at the two women with a smile that wasn't really a smile. "Bitten by a dog, and you want to bite back?"

"Why do you care?" Mia vented her anger at him.

Her shout shook Jericho's heart.

In a trance, he returned to those youthful years, the season when grass grew and birds flew.

That willful girl beside him used to yell at him like this, but he loved it. No matter how unreasonable she was, he always smiled at her.

Since being imprisoned, he hadn't smiled like that again.

But tonight, as he looked at her, seeing her face flushed with anger and her faithfulness to her friend, he suddenly wanted to laugh again.

"Young lady," Jericho lightly curled his lips, "this is not good behavior. The most important virtue for a woman is gentleness and grace. If you act crazy like this, who would want to marry you?"

"Learn from how your friend treats her husband!"

Mia's expression changed. She turned to face him, her ice-cold eyes meeting his gaze.

"Mister," she said in the same tone, enunciating each word clearly, "the most important virtue for a man is integrity. If they go back on their word like certain people did here today, who would want to be with them?"

"Learn from how your prison mate treats his wife!"

Jericho's eyes went dim.

"Mia, are you teaching me how to live my life?"

"Oh! Finally remembered my name!" Mia sneered coldly.

Jericho's expression gradually became serious, and the room seemed to enter a vacuum, quiet enough to make one's heart race.

"Uh... Why don't you two sit down for a while?" Stella's voice was small. "Let me make coffee for you."

"No need!" The two of them replied simultaneously, perfectly in sync.

Stella felt helpless and could only awkwardly nod.

Mia asked Stella to lock up the store and offered to accompany her home so they could discuss how to solve their current problems.

Jericho knew that she was giving him an eviction notice. He stood up self-consciously, left in big strides, and quickly disappeared into the dusk.

The scenery outside the car window rapidly retreated, casting a golden-red hue over the land.

Jericho held his chin with one hand, his brow furrowed. Countless thoughts filled his mind.

"Jericho, what's wrong?" his subordinate asked, concerned.

"Nothing." Jericho paused. "That woman in the store just now..."

"You mean Ms. Amelia?"

"Do you know her?"

His subordinate smiled. "Jericho, she's a frequent visitor to the Serenade, isn't she?"

Jericho stiffened.

Serenade Bar was a gray area business, but it was also the most popular nightclub under his control.

Many rich kids from Eldoria frequented the place, treating it as an outlet for their emotions.

It turned out that Amelia was one of them.

A spoiled daughter who always sought to outdo others, getting drunk whenever she was unhappy.