Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 147

Elena sat on the couch and took a sip of the tea at ease, said in an indifferent tone, “She is mad?”

Her indifferent attitude irritated Mason, “What do you mean? Do you want her to be crazy? Are you happy about that?”

“I didn’t mean it.” She snorted, “I’m just curious. Why did she act so normally this morning but got mad in such a short time? If you have time to argue with me, why don’t you ask a doctor? She needs a good doctor to check her brain, not me.”

“Elena!!!”

Mason roared in the phone. It was lucky that she could not see his scarlet eyes. He kept yelling, “What else do you do to us? She is crazy because of you. I didn’t let her call the police for my mercy! But you! Irritate her again and again! Do you still have any conscience left! Why can’t you be kind to Emma?”

Elena’s heart ached while hearing his blame. She looked down at her nails abstractedly and said nothing.

Mason continued speaking in great disappointment, “Elena, if you have a little conscience, come here now and apologize to her! Now!”

“Why do I have to?” She blurted out, squeezing her phone in anger.

“Because I raised you up!” Mason retorted. He gritted his teeth, “Though I keep a dog for years, it will try to please me. But what about you? what are you doing? You ruined my life, my family! I am so regretful to keep you! I shouldn’t have saved your life! You should go to hell!”

Elena took a deep breath; she was about to ask him more but Logan came to her and took her phone away.

“I will ask him for you.” Logan tried to comfort her. She was too agitated to talk to Mason now.

Elena bit her lip heavily and it almost bled. But looking at his face, she chose to compromise.

Logan answered the call, “Hello, Mr. Bush.”

“Logan!?” Mason frowned, “What? Do you want to defend her?”

Hearing his unpleasant tone, Logan replied in a calm tone, “Well, I have a recording. Are you interested in it and will you come to talk to me?”

“What’s it? A recording?!”

“I will show you then. Of course, it’s fair that you should give me some information I need. It’s quid pro quo, you know. I hope you can provide some help.” He smiled. Seemingly he got his weak point.

Mason became puzzled, “What information do you want from me?”

“Say... information about Elena’s parents.”

Elena’s eyes were brightened. She looked at him hopefully, but Logan didn’t worry or hurry, waiting for Mason’s response in silence.

Mason was surprised for a while. Then he gave a look at Emma who was muttering abnormally, “Tell me what the recording is first!”

“Of course it’s about the truth regarding Emma.” Logan said in a low, casual tone, “So, are you interested in the deal?”

“Give me the date and address.”

“I’ll let Jacob contact you then.” Logan didn’t speak and hung up without hesitation. Mason didn’t have any chance to ask him again.

Elena looked at Logan worriedly, “Will he tell the truth?”

“Don’t worry. I will handle it.” He patted her hand, trying to calm her down.

Elena nodded. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it in her arms, “Actually, I don’t care who my real parents are at all. They probably passed away, or maybe...”