Chapter 463: Confrontation
Harry stared at Margaret in disbelief. On her face, he saw no trace of panic or fear. She, too, was eerily calm—as if she hadn’t just been caught cheating.
“Damn, your husband saw you cheating, and he’s still this composed? No wonder he’s a mafia boss. So fucking unshakable! Impressive!”
After the initial shock of being caught wore off, Harry also cald down. With the confidence that his system would allow him to revive, he no longer felt any fear. Now, he could only marvel at Caleb’s composure.
To see his wife climaxing on another man’s shoulder, moaning so shalessly, and still remain so collected—most n would have exploded on the spot. But Caleb wasn’t just calm, he was considerate enough to step out and give them ti to dress…
A local tycoon, a mafia boss, the so-called underground organizer of Yh District—a man of such stature could maintain his dignity even after catching his wife in bed with a plumber. This left Harry, who had already braced himself for social death and rebirth, utterly baffled. With guilt gnawing at him, all he felt now was admiration.
“Harry, I really didn’t see it coming. You actually turned out to be sowhat of a character. At a ti like this, you still have the mood to say such things? You don’t seem scared at all. Do you even know what situation you’re in? Do you really think Caleb is as gentle and mild-mannered as he appears on the surface?”
Margaret stood up, sneered at Harry, then pulled a bathrobe from the wardrobe and draped it over herself. She tossed a man’s bathrobe to Harry and said, “Put this on.”
“Scared? Why should I be scared?” Harry smirked coldly, completely unfazed by the situation.
Since getting the system, Harry had forgotten what fear felt like. When he decided to sneak into Margaret’s house for an affair, he had already prepared himself for the possibility of being caught.
While this situation was unexpected, Harry had long been ntally prepared.
Fear? Not at all. Right now, Harry actually felt incredibly stimulated, even secretly excited!
“Hmph… I don’t know whether to call you brave or just plain stupid.”
Margaret shook her head disdainfully. After watching Harry put on the bathrobe, she called out to the door, “Caleb, co in.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the man walked in coldly from outside.
This was Harry’s first ti seeing the legendary underground “organization minister” of Yh District, the man who dominated both the underworld and legitimate business circles, the wealthiest man in Yh District, Caleb.
If one were to list all his titles, they could fill an entire page.
This was a man shrouded in local legend, a figure who inspired both awe and fear.
But contrary to expectations, Caleb not only looked refined but also carried himself with an air of scholarly elegance. His fair skin, slightly shorter and slender fra, gold-rimd glasses, and casual suit made him seem less like a mafia boss or local tycoon and more like a low-ranking civil servant. His overall deanor reminded Harry of Pony Ma.
In Harry’s imagination, Caleb should have been a tall, imposing, and rough-looking thug.
After all, he was part of the underworld—shouldn’t he at least have so gangster vibes?
But the Caleb before him not only lacked any underworld aura but also exuded a scholarly temperant.
This couple made Harry feel that sothing was off everywhere.
If only one of them acted strangely, Harry wouldn’t have thought much of it. But with both behaving so abnormally, Harry couldn’t help but suspect there was sothing fishy going on.
“Margaret, your taste has beco quite peculiar, hasn’t it? I’m truly surprised.”
As soon as Caleb entered, he didn’t pay attention to Harry. Instead, after locking the door, he looked at Margaret, who was sitting on the bed frowning in silence, and said with a cold smile, “Are you that desperate? You’d even seduce a lowly plumber?”
Ahem… Harry couldn’t help but cough at Caleb’s words. After all, he had been caught in bed with another man’s wife in their own bedroom. Though Harry felt invincible, he still couldn’t help but feel sowhat awkward and ashad…
It wasn’t that he wasn’t nervous, but at this mont, what filled Harry’s heart more was excitent and thrill.
Having slept with many married won, experiencing the atmosphere of being caught in the act was actually pretty fucking exciting and fun!!
Harry really wanted to see how this mafia boss and bureau chief couple would handle each other’s infidelity.
“You lowly, despicable piece of trash, did I allow you to make a sound? Do you think you won’t die fast enough?”
Hearing Harry’s cough, the faint amusent in Caleb’s eyes instantly turned into a cold, murderous intent. His sharp gaze, magnified by his expensive glasses, locked onto Harry like a venomous snake.
After all, he was a mafia boss. Under that stare, Harry imdiately felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.
“This matter has nothing to do with you. Let him go!” Margaret suddenly stood up and said to Caleb seriously, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.
“Hmph… It has nothing to do with ? But whether he can leave isn’t up to …” Caleb walked up to Margaret, the corners of his lips curling into a sinister and wicked smile. “However, no matter what, you are my wife, and I am your husband. How can you say it has nothing to do with when you’ve been cheating on with a lowly plumber?”
“Caleb, after so many years of marriage, we at least share so affection. Over these years, I’ve helped you a lot too. This ti, it’s my fault. I hope you can help …” Margaret turned to look at Caleb, her expression grave as she pleaded earnestly.
Beside them, Harry was utterly baffled by their conversation.
The way these two spoke was bizarre, completely unlike how a married couple should talk!
What shocked Harry even more was that Margaret was actually pleading for his sake!
“A lowly plumber, just a tool to relieve your loneliness, I won’t trouble a tool, but who knows what he thinks…” Caleb suddenly burst into laughter. “I never expected this, truly never expected it! You’d actually have an affair with a plumber!!”
“Hey, President Caleb, calling soone ‘lowly’ over and over is a bit too much! We live in a country where everyone is equal. No matter how rich you are, we’re still equal in terms of human rights!”
Harry didn’t understand a word of their conversation, but he clearly heard Caleb insulting him. Hearing Caleb repeatedly call him a “lowly plumber,” Harry couldn’t help but feel angry.
“Hahahaha…” Caleb turned to look at Harry, tilting his head in surprise before suddenly laughing loudly. “How can soone be this stupid… Margaret, how could you have an affair with such a low class man? If it were soone from a similar social class, I could at least understand… Is his penis especially big? Does it make you feel really good? Is it… like those older won whose husbands don’t touch them anymore and who are too scared to cheat, so they let dogs fuck them instead? All these years, I’ve treated you so well, and how do you repay ? Now, so random man, not only do you let him fuck you, but you also protect him like this? You’re truly disgusting!”
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