Semua Bab A Contract Marriage With The Billionaire’s Mad Son: Bab 51 - Bab 57

Most times when my husband acted violently and hit the door, the chef would delay bringing our food and whenever they brought it the food would be too small for us. This had drastically affected even the quality of food they brought around.The food upon arrival would either be stale or would seemingly be like the remnant of the food Opula, Kate and Eva just had; on one of the occasions, I discovered that the pasta they brought for us had rotten, and it offended my audacity to think that this was food from them to their brother.Recently, I told them to ignore whatever sentiments they had against us and bring us enough food and on time too. I gave them the idea of bringing the food through the rear exit whenever Brian kicked and thumped against the front door, because I noticed the chefs often didn’t drop his food at the front door because of his constant kicking and thumping on the door.Most times, these chefs thought that he would break out the next minute and attack them.“No! No!

All the servants stood coldly, staring with uncertainty in their eyes and fear on their shoulders. No one knew who was going to fall victim. The diamond pearl was worth forty-five million dollars, according to Opula who had been ranting over the worth of the piece.Fanny Luis, the billionaire, stood aside with his thunderous face held out as he waited for results; this was indeed a serious issue and anyone that fell victim was going to be dealt with dastardly.Just like Opula, Fanny paced up and down, his flute of wine handy, waiting for the security to proffer results. More than every other thing, I was more particularly interested in my husband’s safety than the missing diamond. He was still ranting at the tops of his lungs at the time and I wished he could avoid the security and vice versa. I didn’t want anyone to hurt him in any way.I only suspected Brian could launch an attack on any of the security who could possibly kick the hell out of his ass. I wished they could allow me to

Like a lioness, I flinched for action, taking caution and care as I advanced towards our chambers. The servant was clamoring and gasping for life. Now I have become nervous. Salsa scuttled right behind me, hooting her breath in fear and burning the back of my neck with her warm breath and combing around for my husband.The scream of the servant had startled everyone and soon, darting eyes peeped through their windows to wonder what the problem was. But no one wanted to risk coming out of their chambers to verify with me because certainly in the mansion, presently it was only my husband that courted trouble and ruin; the attack on Opula, the stigmatization on Brian seemed to have doubled so much that our chambers were declared out of ban.The stigmatization was becoming alarming and annoying that everyone stared at me as though I was a beast. If my husband were to strangle me to death, no one would run to my rescue. I was that ill-fated…Brian had stopped ranting and kicking against th

“What other task do you talk of, my wife?” Frank asked, paced up and down the bedroom, still nursing his libido.“I told you how my father rebuked me when I demanded two million dollars for your upkeep. He boasted about Brian and Melissa and how they would champion over the wealth of the Fanny’s by the time he regains his sanity…” she paused and got hold of some documents on the table, “Now bring your ass here and read this.” She pointed into the documents, “This is the contract marriage agreement papers between them and this clause says that either Brian or Melissa would automatically assume as heir to the Fanny Group should Melissa bear him at least a child in the window period of the contract marriage.” She grinned and frowned at Frank, “Did you get that?”Frank interjected arrogantly, “I know all of that wife, you don’t need to remind me what I know already. But that doesn’t satisfy my hot libido, I am sex-starved. For six months now you have denied me this body. You demanded I ca