The CEO Went Bankrupt After His Mistress Humiliated his Wife

"You dare ask why?" Just because you don't know how to behave, and you're just a bunch of filthy women from another place," Miranda said.

Martin rolled his eyes and raised his hand. "You two young ladies need to understand that this is Caelton. Mrs. Harris was showing you respect by letting you pay the bill. Don't be ungrateful!"

Yana's eyes were cold. "I'd really like to see if the rules of Caelton can override the law."

"Pooh! You scum, you are not a local. Are you courting death?" Martin's subordinate, Danny Johnson, rushed at us aggressively. "You won't learn until it's too late!"

"Zzz!" The electric baton he took out crackled with blinding blue sparks. As I dodged sideways, he angrily pressed the switch. "Do you have a death wish?" Danny thrust the baton towards my waist with all his might. "It looks like you're eager to be in jail."

The high-voltage current surged through my body and caused me to convulse and nearly pass out.

Yana swiftly caught my trembling body. She looked at Danny sharply and said sternly, "How dare you abuse your power and act as accomplices?"

"Pooh! Cut the crap. I'm maintaining public order!"

Danny aimed the baton at Yana's head. The sizzle of burning flesh, accompanied by the acrid smell, filled the air. He continued his warning. "You little scum, remember the Harris Group is the law in Caelton. I'll make sure you learn your place, as you are ungrateful."

Yana groaned in pain, and cold sweat streamed down her face. "You lackeys... You'll beg for mercy one day..."

"Really?" Martin laughed so hard that tears rolled down his fleshy face. Then he smugly kicked Yana. "When you two fools are sent to jail, you will get beaten up and eat scraps every day. You'll regret it then!"

He turned to Miranda, bowing and scraping, an obsequious smile on his face. "Mrs. Harris, do you think this lesson was strong enough? If you're still not pleased, I can take good care of these two ungrateful fools."

Miranda raised her eyebrows. She smiled wildly, and her gaze was venomous. "Let them experience more. I want them to crawl to me and beg at my feet for forgiveness. They need to understand who sets the rules in Caelton!"

"Slap!" "Come and spend a night with me. I'll make sure you enjoy it!" Martin produced a stamp from somewhere and pressed it forcefully onto my face.

The blue ink burned my skin with a fiery sting.

In the next moment, he turned to Miranda and flattered her. "Mrs. Harris, could you give us a hint? When will Mr. Harris and you hold the wedding? We can prepare our gifts in advance and congratulate you and Mr. Harris then!"

Danny immediately chimed in, "Exactly! Mrs. Harris, you'll have to give us a chance. Maybe Mr. Harris will be pleased and give us a leg up."

Miranda felt smug as she heard that. She tidied her messy hair and smiled. "I'm carrying his son. Once I'm feeling better, we'll find a good date for the wedding."

So Miranda... was pregnant...

I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. My blood froze instantly.

I'd been busy expanding the market overseas for a whole year. I just returned to Caelton today. Nikolas and I were married for five years, and he always used the company's listing as an excuse to put off having a baby. But now, his mistress was pregnant.

I struggled fiercely to break free, but Martin's baton struck my neck.

The electric buzz roared, and my heart raced irregularly.

Miranda sneered fiercely. She raised a solid wood chair and was ready to smash it down on my head.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps in leather shoes echoed from outside the door.