บททั้งหมดของ THE TRADED WIFE: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

"What? Car? Who tries to hit my son? Did you get this injury from that?" She scolded the person as they tried to touch her son's bandage with a shivering hand.However, Caleb smiled and touched her hand, "Mom, stop before hitting me. So, there is no big issue. Even the car owner apologises to me. It was unintentional, as his car lost its balance for a moment.""Son, what are you saying? We should file a complaint against that car owner. How dare he go out after putting you through something this big!" Erma argued.Caleb huffed and told, "Mom, I understand you are angry, but it was just an accident, and I am fine. See." He raised his arms to show his body movement, which is all well. Erma glared to see that and scolded him, "You! How dare you take the car owner's side against me!" Caleb chuckled and shook his head, "Mom, I am not taking his side, but he already apologised to me many times and even paid the hospital bills before leaving. I guess it's enough. So, let's leave.""You! Yo

Erma got silent for a second to reflect; she couldn't just leave the topic anymore, as she saw how Tia was glancing over her, waiting for a good, reasonable answer, so she finally decided to give her a good lie to make things right."Oh dear, actually, the woman in the photo is Claeb's cousin, and she was the one who lived here for a few years before she finally got married and left the city last year. And for this photo condition..." She took the photo from her hand before continuing, "It should have been torn mistakenly, and that's why she left it behind without taking it. Hahah!" She tried to sound cheerful as she completed the story. However, Tia felt something was off with her story, but could not point out, so she just finally nodded, "I see, I am sorry, I got into this room, actually, I forgot which one is the guest room and just entered this one.""It's alright, Dear. I understand, but as I have already given you an answer, let's move. Everyone is waiting for you at the dinin

She waited for her to react as she turned silent for a long minute. However, to her surprise, the grandma left her chair and came to her, and held her hand, "Oh dear! You don't need to be sorry about anything. I didn't know you were pursuing your dream. As a maxim, woman left their careers after marriage.""Grandma..." Her eyes meet her. Granny smiled and continued, "It's alright, if you don't want the baby for now. You can pursue whatever you wish, and I am with you always. I guess I need to live more years as I can't die without seeing this foolish grandson kid." Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged her instantly, "Thank you, Grandma." The granny hugged her and tapped her back, "I am glad you are not giving up your dream, just like my daughter." She let go and asked, "Byron's mother?""Yes." Granny nodded with a mild smile, "She was a great chef, but decided to stop doing so as Byron was just born after the same year of her marriage, and she decided to leave her dream to pu

"Now, seat, raising your hand!!" He pointed over the ground, making everyone take their seats and raise their arm as per the instructions. Abigail looked over Granny, whose health keeps getting worse slowly, because of panic attacks. The air soon grew tense and thick as time passed faster, and the gunmen began to collect all the jewellery in their bags while a few men kept capturing the people all around, pointing their guns without moving and keeping all eyes on their movements. They even refused to let them go to the washroom, which made one of the men piss right there. Abigail's anxiety grew deeper as she couldn't call for help anymore and could only pray to be saved; meanwhile, her eyes focused on Grandma, who didn't look too good anymore. "This is all bags now full. Let me get into the car." One of the gunmen suggested it, and everyone nodded. Two men finally approached the door, as the guards were one of them, who changed into guard attire, while the other was captured by t

In the private area, Byron and Mike were discussing the power project collaboration. "Mr Byron, I am ready to collaborate with you to set up the power project. My employees prepared some ideas for your power project base. We would be delighted if you could review this and send your response." Mike explains, while his assistant walks from behind and puts the papers on the middle desk. Byron silently gazed on it before gesturing to Martin to pick it up for him. Martin moves instantly and picks up the papers before returning to his place. However, Byron ordered him again, "Get that contract paper for me." Martin understood and nodded. On the other hand, Mike quietly watched their interaction, which seemed more capable than his own and that of his assistant. A few seconds later, Martin pulled out the contract paper from a small briefcase and put it on the empty desk again. Mike glanced at that and then at Byron, who looked calmly before announcing, "This is what I got for you in exc