The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 369

“You’re impudent.” Mrs. Hoyle was trembling with anger. This woman told her to bow her head, which was simply imperious. No matter how good her temper was, she couldn’t bear such humiliation.

“I’m impudent?” Chloe Malan snickered and blocked her coming slap, fiercely squeezing her wrist. She wished to break the arrogant hand. “Old witch, I’m telling you, I won’t be kind to you like Olive Steele, who will say good things for in front of Alan Hoyle after you’ve done so many vicious and evil things to her. But, I really need to thank you. At first, I’m not interested in your alluring son, but now I’ve changed my mind. Since your son is relentlessly chasing me, and not want to get married because of me, I’ll grant his wish. Say, will you son obediently listen to you and marry a suitable wealthy princess, or will he elope with me under my instigation like his brother?”

“I dare you!” Mrs. Hoyle’s lips trembled with anger. When did anyone dare to talk to her like this? Anyone who met her would show some courtesy, like Olive Steele who feared her a bit. But this woman was so bold with her nails were stuck into her wrist.

Chloe Malan sneered and arrogantly said, “If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them; if people offend me, I will offend them—that’s my purpose. Don’t think I’m afraid you because you’re superior to me. You don’t need to use the trick you used at Olive Steele at me. You think that my parents and family are my weakness, so you can use them to threaten me. Since they treat me as nothing, betray me for money, why should I treat them as something? So, before I come to see Mrs. Hoyle, I have asked a friend, who works in the newspaper, to issue a statement that I have broken off with the Malan family. You have a lot of money, you can give them a little more. But, next time, even if you give them 100 million, it has nothing to do with me.”

Cut ties? Mrs. Hoyle was startled. She shook off the restraint in her hand with disdain, “I’ve never expected you to be such a heartless person. For your purpose, you even abandon your parents who have given birth to you. Maybe one day, when you meet a man who is better than Aoba, you will step on him, treating him as a stepping stone.”

Chloe Malan raised her eyebrows, “Old witch, it’s really hard for you to give a lot of thought on this. I really don’t know if your son can appreciate your motherly heart, then he wakes up to realize that the woman he likes is a heartless, not recognizing her family, and vicious woman.”

Mrs. Hoyle scoffed, “Do you think my son really likes you? Yes, I admit that Alan is infatuated, but Aoba is sentimental. A sentimental man loves this today, and loves that tomorrow. And don’t know who the day after tomorrow. Mrs. Malan, you actually are just an exotic delicacies that he will throw away after he gets bored. Do you think you’re really that important to him?”

“Old witch, thank you for your kind reminder. As for important or not, let’s just wait and see. But, I would like to ask you a question. What you said just now is to praise your son’s charm or to mock that the Hoyle’s raising method is bad?” Chloe Malan laughed at her, her face was full of sarcasm.

“You…” Knowing that she had pursed a new course to curse, Mrs. Hoyle was speechless as she couldn’t respond. Her breath was caught.

She kept calling her old witch this, old witch that that it irritated her until making her chest felt tight and painful.

“Say no more, old witch. Today, let me say this—I want your son,” Chloe Malan vowed with an imposing manner, walking away fearlessly and energetically. Just as soon as she reached the door, she heard a back behind her. She looked back and saw Mrs. Hoyle had fallen, holding her chest as if she was in pain. Chloe Malan snorted in disdain, “Stop faking. Petty trick. Your son can’t see it, or do you want me to make a phone call for you?”

Bruce Lynn’s mother had ever used this trick. Didn’t the old witch just see that there were two onlookers at the door? If she wanted to take advantage of the fire, she didn’t need to waste her breath. If she was afraid, she wouldn’t be here today.

“She seems to have really fainted,” someone whispered at the door.

“You better check on her. It will be bad if something really happens,” another one persuaded.

Seeing the old woman lying motionless on the floor, Chloe Malan hesitated for a moment. In the moment of her hesitation, Olive Steele had appeared at the end of the corridor and was walking in hurry.