Marriage With A Evil Heart

I hadn’t even reached home when Charlotte called, asking why her son’s phone was turned off. I truthfully informed her that he was on a business trip.

Charlotte immediately hung up the phone.

I was curious about what Scarlette was up to?

During dinner, Scarlette called me. I hung up the call and returned to my room to make a video call to her. Scarlette, gleeful and laughing, said, “They’re on fire…. haha, truly spectacular!”

“So quickly?” I was a bit astonished. Although I anticipated witnessing a good show, I didn’t expect it to escalate so quickly.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“These two really have some fighting spirit,” Scarlette laughed unreservedly. “Just wait, I’ll send you a snippet of the video!”

“Ah? A video?” I was even more surprised and asked, “How did you manage that?”

“Know your enemy and know yourself. You’re underestimating Albert’s team. He had someone living next door to Amelia long ago!” Scarlette proudly said, “We have plenty of intel.”

“Wow, so professional!” I couldn’t help but marvel, while also worrying about the costs I would have to pay in the future.

“Absolutely! Let me show you what professionalism is!” Scarlette’s tone was very arrogant.

The screen flickered, then she sent me a series of videos with clear footage. In the video, my nosy mother-in-law hurriedly walked out of an elevator, heading straight for Amelia’s door. Just by the way she walked out of the elevator, it was clear she was coming with anger.

Upon reaching the door, without hesitation, she raised her hand and banged on the door loudly. The force was so strong that the entire corridor echoed.

After a short while, a woman’s inquisitive voice came from inside, “Who is it?”

In fact, the inquiry was quite hypocritical, as the peephole inside the door had long revealed who it was.

“Open the door!” Charlotte sounded very assertive.

After a while, the door opened, and the one showing her face was Amelia, wearing a small apron, smiling calmly but blocking the doorway. She didn’t show any intention of letting Charlotte in. “Mom! Why are you here!”

The way she called “mom” sent shivers down my spine.

“Get Robert out; I have something to say to him,” Charlotte’s tone was not friendly, cold.

Amelia smiled perfunctorily, “Mom, I told you he hasn’t been here.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Charlotte got furious. She pushed Amelia aside and tried to go inside, but Amelia’s body blocked her way back. “Mom, what are you doing? I’ve told you, he really hasn’t come here. Go ask Daisy!”

“What am I doing? I’ve come to find my son,” Charlotte said, attempting to barge in again. “Why do I need to ask her? Move!”

Amelia reached out and leaned her arm against the door, blocking Charlotte’s way perfectly. “Mom! Robert really isn’t here!”

“This is the house Robert bought. Do you think you can stop me?” Charlotte got angry immediately. The intimate scene with Amelia from a few days ago was still fresh in my memory. Now, they were glaring at each other. “Don’t call me mom; you’re not worthy. Move!”

Amelia’s face darkened for a moment, but the next second, she forced a smile. “Mom, why are you angry? Robert is really not here. If you have something, you can tell me. If he comes, I’ll pass the message to him!”

“You pass the message? I want to see my son, and I need you to pass the message? You think highly of yourself! You really think you’re someone! Daisy wouldn’t dare to talk to me like this. You’re just a fart, Amelia. Let me tell you again, you’re nothing. You dare to stop me? I’ll say it again, move!”

“Mom…”

“I said don’t call me mom!” Charlotte erupted in anger, shouting, “Robert, come out!”

Amelia’s face immediately turned unsightly. “Mom, what are you doing? I’ve told you he’s not here. Is it necessary to make such a scene and disturb the neighbors?”

Amelia pretended to reprimand with a serious tone, which further fueled Charlotte’s dissatisfaction. She shoved Amelia, making her stumble, and raised her leg to enter the room…