All Chapters of Mr. Pamperer and His Wily Woman: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Bobby rushed up to Jean and hugged her in his arms. When he saw Jean’s tearful, red and swollen face, his hand trembled with anger. “I will hold you and the Moss family responsible for this, Mrs. Moss.” “Aunty, do you think that the Moss family has not caught enough attention?” Morgan chided. “This vixen is anything but good. Don't be fooled. She is up to no good by getting close to Jason!”  “I like her, but she has been ignoring me since the beginning. It was me who pursued her.” Jason’s voice came abruptly at that moment. He was still weak and his voice was not loud, but it was loud enough to make Mrs. Moss calm down instantly. “Jason, what are you doing here?” Mrs. Moss turned her head abruptly.  Jason was so worried that he could not remain in the hospital. So, he dragged himself over. As he arrived and stopped the car, he was just in time to see his mother slap Jean to the ground. His face was pale, and his eyes were dead gray. “Let her go and let her do whatever she w

Jean recuperated at Jenny’s place for nearly a week before returning home. She was still on Twitter’s trending topic for the past few days. Anne’s team was not going to sit idly by. They were working hard to draw attention to Anne’s wealthy family background. Her fans were frantically propping Anne up, saying that Anne was from the Mitchell family, and that she did not need to stoop so low to get what she wanted. Anne deliberately wore an expensive sapphire necklace during an event. When asked by reporters, she poked out her tongue as if she was embarrassed. “You guys noticed. It is old-fashioned, right? It was a gift from my parents two days ago. I guess you all know my parents’ fashion sense. It is a little… You know what I mean.” Jenny threw the phone on the settee when she saw that footage. “How I wish I could strangle that woman right now. She was clearly showing off. And, she claimed that she’s from the Mitchell family, which in reality, she is not.” She turned her head a

“I, I, I... I think Miss Mitchell hasn’t left the building yet. Maybe I can invite her again.” “What are you waiting for?” Elliot turned and ran. Jean stepped out of the elevator and counted the time. People like Etan had an inborn superior attitude. He hated those who disobeyed him. The more she went against him, the more upset he was, and the more he wanted to see her. Jean was about two steps away from the Mann Tower exit when Elliot caught up to her and her team.  “I am sorry, Miss Mitchell. You can’t leave yet. Could you please come with me?” Elliot said. “You sound like if I don’t follow you, I will not get to leave this place alive.” Jean mocked. “I am sorry.” Elliot flushed. “You can all go first.” Jean said to those behind her. The others looked at each other, wondering what was going on. … Upon arriving outside Etan’s office, Elliot took a step back and said in a low voice, “Please.” “You are not entering?” “No. Just you, Miss Mitchell.”  Jean knocke

Jean clutched at her shirt tightly. Her eyes were red and swollen, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Her petite body was trembling. She was so delicate and fragile. This was the other side of her that she rarely showed Etan. But once he saw it, he could not help but feel pity for her. Etan felt a tingling pain inside him. But, he ignored that feeling. “I know exactly what kind of woman you are. Stop pretending in front of me.” She was a liar in his eyes. So, he instinctively did not believe her. “When we were together, you may do anything to me. But now that we aren’t, you may not even touch me.” Jean wiped away her tears and forced a smile. “No one has ever dared to tell me that there is something I can’t touch.” Etan sneered.  “You may do whatever you want in Cornview and no one dares to defy you. I can’t say no if you want me. But I have a question for you: why do you like to contradict yourself?” “Do you think I want to touch you?” Etan opened the drawer and took out the

Etan looked at the button with a ruthless look in his eyes as he fiddled with it. He wanted to break off with her. But, it was her who refused to let him go, constantly seducing him. … Standing on a busy street, Jean sneered, as she was certain that Etan had taken a liking to her. Just that she had to change her seduction tactic. The more submissive she was, the more likely he would look at her with disdain. She needed to play with his antagonistic psychology. She had used an aggressive tactic previously. Now, she needed to play hard to get. Jean rubbed her lips hard. She had said it a long time ago; she would not allow them to have a clean break. A Maybach suddenly pulled up beside her. The window rolled down and Tyson’s charming, feminine face revealed itself. “Where are you going? I will give you a ride. It is hard to get a taxi around here.” “No, thanks.” Jean did not like Tyson at all. Probably because like repels like. She felt that they were the same kind of people, the