My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson) novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365 His Woman

Matthew was fuming, but at a time like this, he could only do as she said.

"All right. I promise. Tell me your location."

"Don't rush, I still have a condition!"

"You have a condition?" Matthew was flabbergasted. "Don't you know that I'm the only one who can save you now? How big do you think your chances of survival are if people knew you were planning to have Natalia killed?"

Jessica sneered, "If I don't survive, you can forget living through this, too. Don't forget, this was your idea."

As she spoke, she played the recording as a reminder on her end of the phone.

Matthew had just about had it, but with the evidence in her hands, he could only swallow his rage.

"Fine! You've got me, so speak! What condition!"

"Simple. I want a sum of money. At least fifty million in my overseas account. You can't have me going out of the country as a beggar!"

Matthew clenched his teeth. "Fifty million? That's robbery!"

Jessica snickered. "Don't react so poorly, Uncle! It's just fifty million; that's pocket change to you! All these years, you left your wife and daughter to live like a nobleman in Eqitin. Have you thought about the life my mother and I have had? To tell you the truth, I've had enough of you during these days in Eqitin! Now that things are exposed, you're escorting me out of the country seemingly to keep me safe, when it's all to save your own hide. So is it wrong for me to take fifty million to seal my mouth? Relax. So long as you give me the money, not just this, but all those other dirty little secrets you have – I'll keep them all to myself without spilling a single word."

Matthew's eyes went red with fury.

Then a cold glint flashed through his glare.

After a while, he took a deep breath. "Fine! I promise."

"That's more like it! I'll send you my address. Don't try anything. This isn't my only recording. I've hidden others in various places. Anything happens to me, these recordings will be released. By then, everyone will know what a devious slime the kind and generous eldest son of the Kawn family really is!"

Matthew cut in. "Enough!"

Jessica grinned contentedly and hung up.

After hanging up, she collected a few necessities and sent her location to Matthew.

At that moment, someone rang the doorbell from outside.

She started, her heart recoiling consciously.

"Who is it?"

"Room service."

Jessica exhaled.

Of course. Her subordinate might have been caught, but they couldn't have given her up that quickly. They shouldn't have found her yet.

Considering that, Jessica called, "No need."

Then the lock clicked, and the door opened.

"You..."

She raised her head in shock and saw that man, in all his imperious power, walking in surrounded by two rows of bodyguards.

A pair of clear, cold eyes stared darkly down at her. "Pick how you're going to die, Jessica Dawson!"

...

Jessica had never imagined she'd get exposed so quickly.

She stood in the middle of the living room, looking at the man standing there, his features without a trace of warmth, and felt her legs grow leaden, becoming dead weight.

"W-what do you want? Archie, I haven't offended my sister lately. Besides, with what happened that night, I already apologized to everyone for her like she told me to. There's no need to settle accounts now, of all times!"

She was still playing dumb, but Archie had already lost his last vestiges of patience. With a gesture, someone came up from the side and kicked her knee in.

In pain, Jessica knelt down with a thump, her tears almost spilling.