Accidental love II novel Chapter 39

"Mrs. Clinton, aren’t you ashamed of yourself when you come here to buy discounted bags?!"

After speaking, Kyle turned around and hooked his finger at the salesperson. Then he said arrogantly, "Give me the bag."

Janice rolled her eyes at him, then turned her face away, preparing to ignore the shameless guy.

Kyle took the bag from the salesperson, stuffed it into Janice’s hand, leaned down and said in her ear, "I will help my brother do the things that he can't do."

What did he mean?

Did he mean buying designer bags or...?

Janice suddenly realized that there were other meanings in Kyle's words, which was quite a pun. Judging from his look, he was not just talking about buying bags. It seemed that there was something in his words.

If he wasn't ill-intentioned, how could he say such things casually?

Janice could almost confirm that Kyle was the man wearing the silver mask.

She could never show weakness in front of this man.

Janice generously handed the bag to Chloe next to her, then took out the card that Marcus gave her from the wallet, handed it to the salesperson, and said frankly, "I have money. It was given by my husband. I don’t need someone else to buy it for me. Although I don't like this bag, my good friend likes it. So just give it to her!"

The salesperson felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at Kyle and wanted him to make an idea. Kyle was noncommittal. He stared at Janice.

Seeing that the bag was snatched by someone else, Kyle's female companion glared at Janice, and said angrily, "Who are you? Is this the first time you go out to buy things? Do you know what it means to come first!"

Janice frowned and sneered, "I am Kyle's sister-in-law. We are chatting here. Are you qualified to chip in? What's more, did you buy this bag for yourself? Challenge me?"

"You!" The girl was furious, but unable to refute. She could only glare at Janice viciously.

Chloe didn't expect Janice to be so sharp-tongued. She was so domineering that she was not like the usual Janice. So Chloe was dumbfounded, and forgot to help her.

"Okay, Mrs. Clinton, I'm going to check now." The salesperson's attitude changed completely.

Janice straightened her back and replied politely, "Thank you."

Kyle stood aside with his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows wickedly. A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"My dear, she actually bullied me in front of you!" The girl gently shook Kyle’s arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Not only did she snatch my bag, but also look down on you!"

Kyle pushed away the woman who was pestering him, and roared, "You can't even win a little girl. You are not worthy of being my woman. Get out of here!"

The girl was frightened by his shouting. She stomped her feet vigorously, and ran out of the store crying.

Kyle didn't even bother to look at her anymore. He took a big step forward, leaning in front of Janice.

He bent down slightly, with a frivolous smile on his face, and said in a voice that only he and Janice could hear, "You are quite interesting. I just like your temper."

When he talked, his breath was on Janice’s ears. In an instant, Janice felt her hairs stand up. She shuddered, and the expression on her face condensed.

She raised her head and glared at Kyle, wishing to kick him directly or slap him hard to relieve her hatred.

"Janice, see you at home." Kyle said. After winking at her, he turned and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Janice’s eyes turned scarlet. She clenched her fists. Her fingers were a little white due to excessive force.

"Asshole!" She snorted coldly.

How could there be such a shameless guy in the world? !

Chloe looked out immediately. After confirming that she couldn't see Kyle at all, she hurriedly brought her bag to Janice and whispered, "Janice, this bag is too expensive. It's worth my salary for several years. I can't accept it. Return it quickly."

"No need. I said it was for you. Juts take it. Besides, Marcus gave me this money. He said it is a joint property of us. I can spend it whatever I want."

She knew that her best friend was worried that she would be blamed by Marcus after she got home, so she quickly explained to appease Chloe.

Chloe shook her head. The expression on her face was unusually serious. She hurriedly refused, "No. Although the Clinton family is rich, if you spend too much, you won't be able to be yourself in front of Marcus. Maybe he will think you’re greedy for money."

"Chloe, don't worry. Marcus won't say anything. If you treat me as a good friend, just take it. Besides, if the shameless Kyle know that we return it, he will laugh at me! At that time, even Marcus will be embarrassed, right?"

Chloe lowered her head and pondered for a moment. She felt what Janice said made senses. Janice was Mrs. Clinton now. It was not very good to be too stingy outside. Of course, she couldn't be embarrassed in front of Kyle.

"Okay, then I will accept it. Thank you, Mrs. Clinton." Chloe replied half-jokingly. Thinking of Kyle's deliberate provocation, she said worriedly, "Kyle is not a good guy. You have to be more careful in the future."

Mentioning the murderer, Janice was so angry. She had already scolded him with the worst words inwardly.

"Yeah! Kyle, the asshole, knows that I am his sister-in-law and dares to molest me in front of others. He is so shameless. I think he is the man wearing a silver mask." Janice gritted her teeth and said.

"Janice, even if you hate him guts, you can't alert him. You should get the evidence and then take him down in one fell swoop. Recently, just wait and see the changes to prevent him from destroying the evidence. Otherwise, the gain will be not worth the loss."

Janice nodded silently. Kyle had done so many bad things but he had not been found out, which showed that he had hidden himself deeply. So the evidence would not be discovered so easily. If she wanted to sue him, she really had to have a long-term plan.

"By the way, the self-defense knife hasn't been bought yet. You have to get it before you go home." Chloe reminded her intimately.

"Go." Janice clenched her best friend's hand tightly.

The two followed the signs in the mall and walked quickly to a small shop selling knives. Janice saw a mini saber for self-defense, which was only the size of a palm when folded. It was very easy to hide and carry.

With the help of the clerk, Janice mastered the use of the mini saber, and then carefully put the saber in the bag.

She pursed her lips. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger. Her face was indifferent and resolute that didn’t match her age.

On the way home, Janice silently swore, ‘Kyle, I’m not push-over. Don't think that you can always get away with it. I will definitely let you be punished.’

In Marcus' office.

The man in the wheelchair looked calm, with his arms hanging down on his legs, exuding a calm and noble temperament.

Ryan wore a straight hand-made suit with a flattering smile on his face. Behind his slightly squinted eyes, it obviously contained other intentions.

"Marcus, I want to have a good talk with you." Ryan's tone was gentle. Obviously, he was flattering Marcus.

Marcus' face was cold, without any emotions. He asked coldly, "What are you going to talk about?"

"Do you still hate me for what happened before?"

Ryan stared directly at Marcus, trying to capture the change on his face.

Marcus only curled his lips ironically, and sneered, "No. We don't have such a deep relationship. Even if you kill me, I won't hate you. Ryan, don’t need to pretend here."

Ryan was speechless. A fierce look appeared in his eyes. He thought to himself, ‘Don't think I dare not teach you a lesson!’

Ryan clenched his fists and waved to Marcus. He almost hit Marcus in the face several times. But Marcus didn’t respond at all. His face was still cold.

After venting the dissatisfaction, Ryan adjusted his tone and said, "Marcus, since we are all with the woman we like now, it can be said it’s a happy ending. When we meet in the future, stop acting like enemies, okay?"

This sounded to seek peace with a humble attitude, but the disdain on Ryan’s face had betrayed his true thoughts. Obviously, he was not willing to subdue.

Marcus knew Ryan’s thoughts. He sneered coldly, and said sarcastically, "Your parents scolded you at home? Don't mind what they said. I don't mind it!"

"That's good." Ryan responded in a perfunctory manner. He paused for a few seconds and said in a negotiating tone, "Ryan, can you ask Janice to treat Fiona better? They’re sisters after all. What’s more, we will become a family in the future."

"Ryan, this is the purpose of your coming to me today." Marcus unscrupulously exposed Ryan’s real thoughts, with a strong sneer between his brows.

"Yes! You are right. Janice slapped Fiona that day. When she got home, half of her face was swollen and she was crying very sadly. She told me what happened that day. In fact, you can't blame Fiona. She..."

Before Ryan finished speaking, Marcus interrupted him abruptly, "I can’t blame Fiona? It seems you should be blamed. Can I let Janice beat you?"

It sounded logical. But in Ryan’s eyes, it became a kind of irony and provocation.

"You are unreasonable!" Ryan ranted angrily and tore off his mask of hypocrisy.

Hearing this, Marcus pulled a long face instantly.

His facial features were already sharp. When he didn’t speak, he had an aura of prestige. At this moment, this feeling was getting more and more fierce.

Marcus raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and sneered, "You have done something unreasonable, but you dare to say that I am unreasonable? I tell you Janice is still soft-hearted. If it were me, it wouldn’t be just a slap!"