All Chapters of You've Got the Wrong Woman, Mr. Lance: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Despite Jennifer's hurtful words the night before, Maxwell called Simon. He urged the latter to follow up with Zion's case and continue reaching out to his contacts. Maxwell refused to give up, even if there was just a glimmer of hope. Simon recalled Jennifer's visit the previous day, where he had told her everything. He wondered if she had caused a scene with Maxwell afterward. "How is your wife? Are you two… alright?" Simon asked with a twinge of guilt. Maxwell paused momentarily. He wanted to admit that things were not going great. However, his pride compelled him to reply, "Yes, everything's the same.""That's good to hear." Simon heaved a sigh of relief. He genuinely hoped this matter would not ruin a marriage. Then, Simon promised Maxwell, "I'll think of other ways for this case. Tell Jennifer not to worry too much."Maxwell immediately sensed something was amiss. "Why are you suddenly so concerned about my wife?" he asked with suspicion.He could not fathom why ever

Worried that Maxwell would blame Jennifer, Martha hurriedly said, "Mr. Lance, maybe Mrs. Lance had a difficult time during her internship today. That could explain her outburst.""Yeah," Maxwell replied in a muffled tone.Then, he immediately followed Jennifer.They entered the bedroom one after the other. "Tell me, did something happen during your internship today? We were fine before, so why have you been trying to provoke me these past few days?" Maxwell inquired patiently."Were we really fine before?" Jennifer looked at him and sneered. "If we were fine, then enlighten me, why did Rachel appear?"Maxwell was rendered speechless by her question. After a long silence, he answered, "We can't change what has happened. I can only assure you that Rachel will never appear in front of you again. You can pretend she doesn't exist.""So, you want me to turn a blind eye? I'm supposed to pretend not to know that you're with your mistress and illegitimate child on nights you don't co

Jennifer could not even face the profound disappointment and hurt in Maxwell's eyes. …Meanwhile, Maxwell arrived at Nimbus Lounge, looking weary. The manager rushed forward to greet him."Mr. Lance, it's been a while since you last visited," the manager said while following behind Maxwell. It was evident that he was eager to please the latter. With a solemn face, Maxwell ordered, "Find me a decent woman!"After saying that, he immediately walked toward the private room he always reserved. Maxwell refused to believe that he could not live without Jennifer. He was determined to show her that she meant nothing to him.Even without her, there were plenty of women eager to sleep with him. "Of course, sir! Rest assured. I'll definitely find you a decent one!" the manager hurriedly replied.Before long, Millie Butler, a university student who had just started working at Nimbus Lounge, was brought to the private room door. It was her first time doing something like this. She

Maxwell's unapologetic gaze swept over Jennifer before he lowered his head to flirt with Bridget. "After everything we've done last night, you must be hungry, right? Let's go. You should taste Martha's cooking. From now on, just tell her whatever you feel like eating, and she'll prepare them for you."Bridget lifted her head and gazed at Maxwell with admiration. "Thank you, Mr. Lance. You're truly kind to me," she expressed her gratitude."Is that all?" Maxwell chuckled softly, adding, "I'll pamper you properly tonight."Every word of their unpleasant conversation reached Jennifer's ears. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh. Yet, she could not feel the pain because her heart was already aching.Jennifer didn't even want to have breakfast. Hence, she dressed and got ready to leave.When she entered the living room, she could hear Bridget's giggles and coquettish voice coming from the kitchen.Jennifer acted like she was deaf and did not

"It's me." Maxwell's deep voice came through.Jennifer immediately finished the instant pasta and threw it into the trash can. Then, she calmly opened the door and asked, "Is there anything you need?"The second Maxwell entered the room, he caught a whiff of the lingering scent of instant pasta.Initially, he was worried that she might develop an upset stomach from going an entire day without eating. But now, Maxwell realized that Jennifer was not one to let herself suffer. He mercilessly exposed her facade, saying, "What's the matter? Is Martha's cooking so terrible that you would rather have instant pasta alone?"Jennifer felt awkward and her cheeks flushed red. "I saw someone sitting at the dining table and lost my appetite. So, I figure it's better to eat my pasta in peace," she retorted stubbornly. "Do you mean me or your sister?" Maxwell sneered, sizing Jennifer up. "People weren't lying when they said women can be as cruel as they come. You can't even tolerate your