Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

With face dour and eyes searing with rage, Clarence was positively seething.

Although he was not sure of the exact details, his assessment of the situation that played out before him was enough to clue him in with regard to what had happened.

I'm quite certain that this stupid woman had attempted to set up Bailey, only to ultimately fail at her insidious endeavor. Not only that, but she also ended up dragging our own daughter into it.

In spite of being in the know, it was not convenient for him to call her out at that time.

As the adage went, one should not wash one's dirty linens in public. Just imagine what outsiders would think of the Jefferson family?

Would it not cause the public image and reputation they had so painstakingly built to fall apart overnight?

The crux of the matter was, should the Luther family discover the deplorable conduct of his wife and younger daughter in their attempt to drug his elder daughter, never mind Rhonda that bore Artemis a son, they would never accept her into their family even if she could give them a dozen or even a hundred offspring.

“You lot. Get the hell in there, and block off access to the bedroom,” he hollered gruffly at the housekeepers who were scurrying all over.

Following that, the whole situation got even more bonkers.

As the guests outside were quite fixated on remaining dignified in their conduct, there was not enough impetus from them to get involved.

That, however, was a different case for the members of the press. Doggedly determined to nail an explosive scope, they came swarming toward the loft with cameras and microphones in hand. How could those disorganized housekeepers of the Jefferson residence get to stand in their way?

“It's over. We're completely screwed this time.” the mumbling Beatrice became unsteady on her feet and on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Clarence discreetly shot her a look. “Don't just stand there. Do you really want to see your daughter's reputation in shambles? Hurry in there and try to get this situation under control,” he snarled.

Barely able to get herself together, Beatrice managed to muster up enough strength to work in tandem with Clarence. Paring a path through the mass of reporters, they burrowed their way into the room.

The space within was well-lit as someone had turned on all the hanging crystal lamps.

None of the reporters who had surged in earlier made any effort to impede them. Conversely, all of the former were preoccupied, furiously snapping away with their cameras with their eyes aglow with exhilaration.

What a rush.

It's going to be the catch of the season.

If this piece of juicy news were published, it would definitely become the hottest exposé of the year, precisely because the woman involved was young Maxton Luther's biological mother, and the man on top of her, the boy's granduncle.

Rumble in the loft... Lonely future lady proprietress of Luther Group and the granduncle of her in-laws are caught in a passionate tryst at her father's birthday banquet.

The headline was scandalous enough in itself that it would surely take the entire world by storm within the first two hours of its dissemination.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Do you really want to watch him violate Ronni? Hurry up and get him off of her.”

Having Beatrice scream into his ears spurred Clarence into action. He scrambled over, grabbed the old man who was encroaching over his daughter, and hauled the former onto the floor.

Incensed at having his bit of fun thwarted, Laurence lashed out at Clarence with his foot.

Then came a mortifying cry.

Clutching at the crouch of his pants, Clarence staggered backward with his scalp drenched in perspiration.

A sense of doom hung over him amidst fear that he could have gotten emasculated.

The people inside the room started exchanging looks with each other.

Good god, this horny man is an absolute monster, taking advantage of the host's daughter inside of their home and even getting rough with the woman's father.

The folks from the Luther family are truly preposterous!

Dashing out of the restroom with a bucket of water, the middle-aged butler then dumped its content onto the unconscious Rhonda.

The shock of the cold was finally able to rouse Rhonda to her senses.

Post a brief bout of grogginess, her pupils shrunk as she glared at the scene before her in abject disbelief.