Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150 Melody Threatens to Hurt Herself

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“Clarissa, do you honestly think you can get away with this? Don’t you fear karma?” Kelly’s voice was sharp, laced with fury.

“Karma?” Clarissa sneered, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. “Only peoplesom the lower classes worry about things like karma.”

Without another word, Kelly hung up the phone and rubbed her temples, the frustration mounting. She needed to find out if Clarissa truly had anything on Melody. But as the possibility of Clarissa’s threat sank in, and considering the lengths that Clarissa and Beau would go to, Kelly took a deep breath, steeling herself, and quickly dialed Oscar’s number.

“Hey, Oscar, do you have a moment to talk?” Kelly asked, needing to discuss something important.

“I’ll be free in about 30 minutes. I’ll come by after that,” Oscar responded.

“Alright,” Kelly said, hanging up the phone, but a gnawing worry lingered. What if Clarissa actually went through with destroying Melody’s reputation? If the Wagners forced Oscar to divorce her, could they endure the pressure?

At the café across from the hospital, Clarissa sat by a large window, watching Eric walk in.

“Didn’t you claim that media coverage would ruin Kelly’s reputation? Why hasn’t the media picked up the story yet?” Clarissa asked nonchalantly, her tone filled with arrogance.

Now that she was pregnant with the Lockharts‘ heir, she felt invincible. Her position was secure, and all she had to do was ensure a smooth pregnancy.

Eric, however, understood that Clarissa’s confidence came from carrying the Lockharts‘ child. “The media’s been forced to sign non–disclosure agreements by the police. They’re all too afraid to report anything.”

“If one attempt fails, we’ll just try again,” Clarissa snapped, a venomous tone in her voice. “Next Thursday at the Commendation Conference–if Kelly dares to cause trouble, we’ll all be dragged into it.”

“But you’re carrying the Lockharts‘ heir. Didn’t Mr. Wade say he was going to cancel the Commendation Conference?” Eric asked, his face tight with concern.

“Wade has integrity,” Clarissa responded dismissively. “He wouldn’t stoop to petty games with Kelly. Postponing the conference is already a lesson for her. But we underestimated Kelly. She somehow managed to get the Hardisons involved, and now the event’s been rescheduled for next Thursday.”

Clarissa clenched her fists in frustration, the news about the Hardisons adding to her frustration.

“The Hardisons? Kelly couldn’t possibly know anyone from such a powerful family…” Eric said, clearly confused. How could Kelly, who only just returned to the country, have connections with such influential figures?

“We’ll deal with that later,” Clarissa said, brushing off his concerns. “At the Commendation Conference, I’ll make sure Kelly can’t say a word. But before that, we need to ruin her reputation. We need to make sure that anything she says is seen as unreliable. Understand?”

Eric hesitated before speaking up. “She’s still my ex–wife. I can’t keep doing this to her. I just can’t.”

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Chapter 150 Melody Threatens to Hurt Herself

Eric remained silent, his fists clenched.

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“You need to think carefully about where you stand, Eric,” Clarissa continued, her tone taking on a more commanding edge. “Soon we’ll get Regina out on bail. She’ll serve her time outside, and then you and she can remarry. We’ll be a family. Understand?” Clarissa’s gaze dropped to her belly as she spoke, the weight of her words sinking in. “This child is your ticket to power. This is your only shot to rise above. Don’t waste it.”

Eric’s voice was tired as he rubbed his forehead, his exhaustion clear. “What do you want me to do?”

Clarissa’s eyes gleamed with malice. “You know Kelly’s taking in Faye, right? Let her stay with Kelly for a while. Faye’s just a kid, but she’s loyal to us. Get her to do something. It won’t be difficult, will it?”

“Clarissa, that’s my daughter! Your niece! You want to use her like this?” Eric shot her an angry look, appalled by her cold, calculating attitude.

Clarissa shrugged dismissively. “Don’t act high and mighty, Eric. If you want to get what you want, you have to make tough choices. You know what you have to do,” she said, gesturing toward the door. “You can leave now.”

“Clarissa, the kid’s still so young …” Eric tried to reason, his voice filled with concern.

Clarissa’s response was cold and final. “Think it over. I’m not going to force you.”

Eric stood, his hand gripping the doorframe so tightly his knuckles turned white. He left without another word, the weight of the situation heavy on his shoulders.