Chapter 917: Not to be anyone’s concubine Chapter 917: Not to be anyone’s concubine Alia Wilson stared at the group, her gaze instantly locking onto Director Chester.
“Felix Chester, what the hell is going on? Don’t you think you owe an explanation?” Alia said coldly as she looked at him. Then, her eyes swept the room, and she walked over to the cabinet, picked up an empty wine bottle, and charged at him.
Watching Alia, holding the wine bottle and sprinting towards him, Director Chester felt a chill run down his spine.
Although he had set Alia up first, he was now also a victim.
“I’ll kill you right now, you shaless man. You son of a bitch should go to hell, be scalded in boiling oil, get your skin peeled off, and have your tendons pulled out,” Alia shouted furiously, forgetting her image as she chased and cursed him with the wine bottle in hand.
Felix Chester dodged around the room trying to escape Alia’s ‘murderous’ pursuit.
The others watched the scene, temporarily at a loss for words.
“Bang!”
Alia never knew she had such an accurate throw; the wine bottle she lobbed hit Felix Chester squarely on the head.
“Ah… It hurts like hell…” Felix instinctively clutched at his head, then yelled loudly, “Mom… I’m bleeding… I’m bleeding…”
“You deserve to bleed out and die!” Alia glared furiously and spat out the words.
Seeing Alia grab sothing else, Felix begged for rcy at once, “Madam, please let go. Although I indeed drugged you last night, I was forced to do it by others. Besides, I was drugged too, and last night I didn’t sleep with you. I slept with this man.”
“…”
If he didn’t sleep with her last night, then who did?
Alia’s eyes scanned the room and landed on Henry Campbell.
At the sa ti, Bella Lee’s gaze also settled on Henry.
The implication in Felix’s words was clear: if he spent the night with the Black T-shirt Man, then the only person who could have been with Alia was Henry.
Vaguely, fragnts of the previous night flashed through Alia’s mind. She didn’t know who the man was, but her body retained the mory of his every action…
Unconsciously, Alia’s face began to redden.
The object in her hand also dropped to the floor with a thud.
Bella looked from Henry to Alia, her eyes reddening with the fury of soone on the brink of a desperate fight.
This was the last thing anyone wanted. Alright then!
Before Bella could speak, Alia said first, “Madam Campbell, this was all just a coincidence. I didn’t deliberately get involved with your husband. You just heard Felix say that it started because he tried to harm , but he didn’t succeed.”
It seed Henry had arrived to save her and then…
Regardless, being with Henry was better than having been with soone disgusting like Felix Chester.
The most important thing was that he knew she was in trouble and ca to help her right away.
But what did it matter how much he cared? He was married.
And now his wife had caught her red-handed.
As soon as Alia finished speaking, Bella rushed forward and slapped her, fast and loud.
“What are you doing!” Henry stepped forward to stop Bella from slapping Alia again.
Bella jerked away with force, staring coldly at the two, “What do you take for? A misunderstanding? A coincidence? You think you can dismiss like that? You think that changes the fact you’ve slept together? Or was this all a sche you two cooked up, hoping to make accept this little bitch as a concubine?”
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