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You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 182

“Mr. Sky! Are you accusing me?” Mr. Clinton on Bill's left side roared frowning in annoyance. An uproar echoed the room with mixed opinions from the crowd.

Arabella froze in her spot with wide confused eyes. She felt her fate tonight was saved. She wronged Bill but it didn’t change the fact that he still toyed her. Gathering her composure, she stood still witnessing the commotion in front.

Bill’s calm never faded as he reached the crimson jewelry box to Arabella. She was startled as she looked at his serious eyes shaking her head refusing his action. Now that she knew the value of the item, she didn’t want to hold it anymore. She was afraid to lose it again and put herself in danger under his terms. Now that the necklace was safe, she felt relieved but as much as possible she didn’t want to repeat the same mistake ever again but Bill’s action was overbearing. He grabbed her hand and forcefully put the box in her palm. Then he turned around to settle the matter with Mr. Clinton.

“As you can see Mr. Clinton, I don’t make accusations.” Bill domineeringly said with a smirk smile on his beautiful face. Then Bill snapped his finger and one of Mr. Clinton’s women strode closer to Bill’s side.

Mr. Clinton was startled. “What’s the meaning of this?” He said pissed. The noise surged up with the presence of Mr. Clinton’s woman in front.

Still frozen in her spot, Arabella had a chance to take a closer look at the seductive woman at Bill’s side. Upon seeing the girl’s face, the familiarity flashed across her mind. She was the woman who she got bumped off when she was running in the hallway. Arabella couldn’t be mistaken as she turned around to apologize to the girl before she ran away. Because she was in a hurry, she didn’t recognize her. Now that she had seen her closely, she confirmed that the girl was also the stewardess in Bill’s plane who sat on his lap. She was one of Bill’s women.

How could she forget her?

The girl then seized a small recorder in her hand with a slight grin on her face.

“Lala! Honey, what are you doing? Come here.” Mr. Clinton was always a proud man. He could not afford to ruin his name in front of his so-called billionaires' circle. If that would happen, he would lose everything.

Unmoved Lala just smiled seductively at Mr. Clinton.

“I’m sorry Mr. Clinton but Mr. Sky is more than my type,” Lala said giving Mr. Clinton a wink then she smiled. Then without any hesitation, she pressed the play button of her recorder.

Everyone was very eager to hear it so the clamor stopped. The air suddenly filled with silence and extreme tension.

“Do you want to earn more?” The voice of Mr. Clinton sounded.

“Of course, Mr. Clinton. Anything I will do for money.” Lala’s seductive voice sounded.

“Hahaha...” Mr. Clinton laughed softly feeling satisfied with Lala’s firm answer.

“Here’s the thing. All you have to do is to get the most expensive item tonight. Make sure that you will not get caught as the man who hat the most expensive item is none other than Bill Sky. You know who he is! He could make your life dark in just a snap of his fingers. Now, can you do it?” Mr. Clinton’s voice sounded again.

“What if I get caught?” Lala asked worriedly.

“Then, I will have to kill you.” Without any hesitation, Mr. Clinton answered.

“Oh!” Lala muttered uneasily.

“Listen, honey, there’s no other way. Bill Sky would not spare you if I’m not going to kill you. But don’t be afraid because I know you can do it.” Obviously, Mr. Clinton gave her a boost.

“Sure. I will do it.” Lala answered toughly.

“That’s my girl!” Mr. Clinton sounded again with a smack kiss sound.

The recording ended quickly.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Mr. Clinton became hysterically panicked. “Gentlemen, I’m the organizer of this annual charity event. How could you believe this hooker?” He was unprepared for the sudden turn of events. It was his first time having been betrayed by his woman.

“How could you explain that recording?” The oldest billionaire in the crowd sounded.

“Mr. Moore, that’s obviously manipulated. That hooker is asking me a lot of money but I didn’t grant her wish so she did that to me. Tell them! Come on tell them!” Mr. Clinton harshly pointed at Lala as he ordered drastically.

Lala was startled as she quickly hid at Bill’s side.

“Oh, come on, Mr. Sky! Give that woman to me and I will teach her a lesson.” Mr. Clinton was so pissed as he strode towards to drag Lala away from Bill but Bill’s men were quick to stop Mr. Clinton and before he could touch Lala, he was already held rooted on his spot by two men.

Mr. Clinton’s men came to rescue him but Bill’s men were quick to stop them. The commotion went strong when all their men were alarmed by the scene but Bill was ready for the night. His men were disseminated strategically to control the chaos.

“Mr. Bill Sky, why are you doing this to me?” Still rooted in his spot with Bill’s men strongly holding his arms, Mr. Clinton sounded. He was hoping to save the situation with the friendship perhaps. “Did I offend you with something? We were good friends for heaven’s sake!” He added with an aggrieving tone.

“Mr. Clinton, what I hate the most is a person who is dishonest,” Bill answered him with a calm but his words could pierce someone’s soul.

“Mr. Sky, I am an honest person. I swear in my mother’s grave. “Mr. Clinton quickly refuted. “Huh! You can’t question me about honesty. I am helping people in need through this charity event I am organizing every year.” He boastfully added.

“That’s right. I believe Mr. Clinton is an honest man.” Someone sounded at the back. He was another billionaire who was closed to Mr. Clinton.

“See? Even Mr. Lee could attest to it.” Mr. Clinton got sparks in his eyes hearing someone support him in the group.

“Mr. Sky, maybe it was just fair that we investigate it thoroughly before we condemn Mr. Clinton. Just a fair treatment for him if may I suggest.” Another person from the crowd sounded.

Mr. Clinton got extremely felt lucky to have two supporters from the crowd. From them, he knew there’s a chance to escape the embarrassment and punishment tonight.

“Fair treatment?” Bill sounded sarcastic. “Hmmm…” He muttered then he raised his hand signaling his men to do something. In just a quick minute, a projector lit up.

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