My Husband Froze My Card on My Birthday novel Chapter 60

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I couldn’t help but laugh as I looked him dead in the eye.

“Bianca Sterling insulted me, robbed me, and hit me, I can be angry all I want. And you think I owe you anything? Please. Who the hell are you to demand anything from me?”

Charles Whitmore’s face darkened.

He lowered his voice, trying to sound threatening.

“Evelyn Black, I’m willing to let this go for your sake. Don’t push your luck.”

“You don’t want to face the consequences of crossing Whitmore Enterprises?”

I smirked. “Funny, I was just about to say the same to you.”

“If you piss me off, it won’t just be you, your entire precious little empire will go down with you.”

“So get out of my sight. Once I’m done with your little girlfriend, I’ll deal with you next.”

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

“Who is this woman? Is she just trying to say Whitmore Enterprises couldn’t afford to offend her?!”

“Whitmore’s one of the fastest–rising giants in Riverton! Only a few families could rival

them, maybe she’s from the Jarretts?”

“No way. I’ve met the Jarrett heiress. She doesn’t look like this.”

“Then who the hell is she?”

The crowd whispered, speculating wildly.

Can’t blame them. The Black Viper Syndicate had once ruled Riverton’s underworld, but in recent years, my father had stepped back, rebranded, and retreated from public view.

Most people had long forgotten the name.

Charles, emboldened by the crowd’s confusion, sneered.

“You’re bluffing. Even if you’ve got some background, you’ll never outrank the Whitmores.”

“Let me be clear, Bianca is my girlfriend. She’s going to be the next Mrs. Whitmore. If you so much as touch her again, I swear on everything, I’ll bring the full weight of Whitmore Enterprises down on you.”

Blanca, her cheeks still swollen from the slaps, lit up like a Christmas tree. Charles had just acknowledged her publicly.

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His parents had always disapproved of her, and theft relationship had been hush–hush, until now.

Suddenly, she was legit.

Empowered by the title, she screamed at me, “Did you hear that, you bitch? I’m the future Mrs. Whitmore! If you lay another finger on me, you’re dead!”

Ugh. What a waste of a good face.

Charles had a pretty face for sure, and this was the brainless trophy he picked?

I slapped her again.

“Even Harold Whitmore doesn’t dare talk to me like that. Who the hell do you think you

“I’m going to show you what it really means to mess with the wrong woman.”

I pulled out my phone and dialed in front of them all

The line picked up after a few rings.

Harold’s voice came through, warm and flattering.

“Miss Black! How did the meeting with my son go?”

I didn’t waste time.

are?”

“Harold, your son’s been sleeping with his assistant this whole time. And now you’re trying to marry him off to me? What game are you playing?”

“That’s a misunderstanding! I swear, I had no idea. Please give me a moment, I’ll call him right away and clear this up.”

“No need. He’s standing right next to me. And just now? He threatened to destroy me.”

I handed the phone to Charles.

Harold’s voice roared through the speaker, “You ungrateful bastard! Apologize to Miss Black this instant,and fire that damn assistant!”

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Being screamed at by his father in front of a crowd? That bruised Charles’s fragile ego real quick.

His pride flared up, and his rebellion kicked in hard

“Dad, I don’t know what this woman did to manipulate you, but I’m not apologizing!”

“I’ve been with Bianca for two and a half years now. Whether you like it or not, I’m going to marry her!”

“You unfilial little shit! You are the death of me?! I’m coming there right now to beat some sense into you!”

“Stay out of it,” Charles growled and ended the call with a sharp click.

Then he glared at me like I’d murdered his dog.

“I don’t care what tricks you used on my father. I’m not playing this game. No one’s coming to save

you today.”

I calmly slipped my phone back into my bag.

“Good. Because I don’t need anyone else to deal with you.‘

I raised my voice to the crowd.

“Strip her down and toss her onto the street.”

The command snapped through the air like a whip.

They swarmed her before she could blink.

Bianca screamed, clutching at her clothes, trying desperately to cover herself.

But it was no use.

Charles lunged forward,but he was immediately pinned to the ground.

Helpless.

All he could do was watch as his so–called girlfriend was stripped naked in front of dozens of

people.

Phones came out fast.

“Holy hell. Her body’s not bad, but those boobs look faker than plastic.”

One guy even reached out to cop a feel. “Guess I get to see Charles Whitmore’s woman today,” he

snorted.

Some onlookers started whispering disapproval.

“This is brutal. Nude photos of her are gonna be everywhere. How’s she supposed to survive that?”

“She’s still a woman, you know. Isn’t this too much?”

I didn’t flinch.

If my men hadn’t arrived in time, I would’ve been the one humiliated in public.

This was justice.

Once Bianca was handled, I turned to Charles, still restrained, and slammed my boot into his knee.

“So, Charles. What should I do with you?”

He stumbled, hate burning in his eyes.

“You bitch! I swear I’ll make you pay for this!”

I smiled sweetly. How dense! You’re still too dumb to see who has the upper hand?”

“I Am the one who’s in control, not you.”

I slapped him across the face.

To be honest, I almost felt bad hitting that pretty face. Almost.

But the memory of him letting Bianca humiliate me brought the rage back in full force.

Pretty face or not, he’s dense.

Charles had always been coddled, spoiled by wealth and status, untouchable his whole life. But now, fury and humiliation twisted his features..

“You’ll regret this! Just wait till my father arrives, he’ll destroy you!”

Speak of the devil.

A sleek Black Bentley Stretch Limousine rolled to a stop outside the mall entrance.

Harold Whitmore stepped out in a custom–tailored suit, his presence commanding instant silence.

Gasps echoed through the onlookers.

“That’s the chairman of Whitmore Enterprises?! He’s even more intimidating in person…”

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“He built that company from scratch. Total legend.

“Guess Daddy’s here to back up Charles.”

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Charles spotted him and shouted desperately, “Dad! I’m over here! Help me!”

son.

Harold marched forward, eyes locked on hi