The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Erica and Shelly left the bedroom to get the medicine box. Distracted, Shelly whispered uneasily, "Mom, should I call Dad?"

Erica suddenly turned to her and said in a high-pitched voice, "No, you can't!' Seeing Shelly taken aback, Erica calmed down and pulled her aside, whispering, Don't call your dad. He doesn't want the Wheeler family to cooperate with Mr. Chancely. What if he ruins our plan?

"Shelly, you don't understand. Now, the Wheeler family doesn't have an option other than working with Mr. Chancely. Don't listen to your dad, or you'll destroy the Wheeler family."

At the mention of this, Erica let out a sigh. "Shelly, your dad... After all, he's not a Wheeler. Although he means no harm, he's unlikely to put himself in the Wheelers' shoes.

"As long as the Wheeler family wanted to rise and surpass the Lockwood family, it would have to take some risks. If such a thing happened to the Flouder family, your

dad would make the same choice as we did.

"Alright, Shelly, go to sleep. Lock the door. As long as you don't show up in front of Mr. Chancely, he won't do anything to you. He's still counting on your grandpa to help him return to Southeast Aelinne."

Shelly looked at Erica in a daze and asked, "Mom, Dad is one of us. Why don't you

trust him?"

"It's not that I don't trust him, but it's we have different positions. Only the Wheelers will fight for what they want. Your dad doesn't care what the Wheeler family wants." Shelly's face turned gloomy. She returned to her room in a daze and locked the door. Sitting on the bed, she hugged herself tightly and stared blankly ahead, feeling

confused and torn.

When Jerico saw that only Erica came back with the medicine box, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, making him look like a wild beast. He kept talking to Patriarch Wheeler and Frieda while his subordinates were treating his wound.

"My injuries are serious, and I need to rest and eat, so I won't leave tonight. You guys

can figure out a way to send me away tomorrow morning," Jerico said.

Needless to say, Patriarch Wheeler had no objections. He asked Erica to prepare

rooms for Jerico and his men.

Erica prepared three guest rooms, but Jerico decided to share the same room with his

two subordinates.

If the Wheeler family was smart, they would be able to figure out why he was doing

So.

But they did not give it much thought.

Jerico's life was filled with killing and blood. Now that he was being hunted down by

the Lockwood family, he did not feel safe at all. Although he knew that the Wheeler

family would not harm him, he did not trust them completely.

Therefore, he preferred to rest in the same room with his two subordinates. I

But that was only one of the reasons.

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"Sir, is the Wheeler family looking down on us? They agreed to cooperate with us, but

they don't want you to have that girl. Do they think you're not worthy of her?* "Sir, if it weren't for the Wheeler family, we wouldn't have provoked Draxton."

Another subordinate said angrily in response to his companion's words.

Jerico, who had just had something to eat, was now lying against the head of the bed

in a bathrobe with his eyes narrowed slightly. Having been on the run for a whole day,

he looked a little tired.

"Sir, we should teach them some manners!"

The two subordinates said angrily with a ferocious look.

They had never been in such an awkward state before.

Jerico chuckled. "Teach them some manners? Aren't you tired? Anyway, I'm

exhausted. Go to sleep first. Let's teach them some manners when we wake up. Do you think only you two felt offended?"

The two subordinates immediately understood what he meant.

They looked at each other. Seeing that Jerico was indeed very tired, they did not say anything else.

Jerico closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The two subordinates guarded by his bed vigilantly. After a while, they fell asleep as well.

Jerico's arrival cheered up Patriarch Wheeler and Frieda. Seeing them fall asleep, Erica, who had worked hard all day, also went to bed.

When she walked past Shelly's room, she pushed the door, only to find it was locked from the inside. Thinking that Shelly might be asleep, she did not disturb her and went

to her own room.

At this point, a few members of North Star Group were squatting in the shadows of the trees by the road outside the Wheeler family's residence.

"The Wheelers are really bold. How dare they take in those desperados? Aren't they afraid it would bring disaster upon their whole family? This is like inviting a demon into

their home.'

Another team member said, "The Wheelers don't seem to be very smart. I wonder how they make the Wheeler family a business giant in Maestria." Another person chuckled. "The Wheelers are not stupid. They're just possessed. They're probably influenced by Frieda and can't wait to take down the Lockwood family. Unfortunately, these crazy people are just daydreaming."

"Then should we still wait here? I don't think Jerico will make a move for a while."

“Let's go home first and come back tomorrow morning!" the captain said. The team members exchanged glances and got up before they went home to get some sleep.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. When Jerico and his subordinates woke up, it was already past two in the morning.

They looked at each other. One of the subordinates opened the door and popped out

his head. It was silent outside. The lights in the hall were off, but he could vaguely see everything in the dim moonlight.

He walked back and said, 'Sir, they're all asleep."

Jerico sat up with a sneer and got out of bed, saying, "Don't you guys want to teach

them some manners? Let's go!"

A ferocious look glinted in his eyes as he spoke.

Shelly actually did not sleep well. What Miachel and Erica said echoed in her mind all

along. She held her phone but did not make a call.

She was shocked when she learned that her mother did not really trust her father.

At the thought that Mr. Chancely was sleeping in the same house as her tonight, she

felt like her blood was frozen.

Amidst her uneasiness and fear, she had a hard time falling asleep. After she was eventually asleep, she had nightmares and was woken up twice.

The first time, she dreamed of her father reprimanding her and her mother in disappointment. Watching her father leave sadly, she was heartbroken and cried

bitterly.

The second time, she dreamed of herself being captured by Mr. Chancely and

tortured....

After waking up, she realized that it was only a nightmare. She comforted herself for a

long time before falling asleep again. However, she suddenly felt that someone was

taking off her pajamas.

She even sensed a pair of extremely terrifying eyes staring at her.

Shelly thought she might be having a nightmare again.

She snapped open her eyes and found in shock that Jerico was on top of her.

At the door, Jerico's two subordinates were also looking at her with ferocious,

lecherous eyes.

Shelly's eyes immediately widened in horror. When she was about to scream, Jerico quickly stuffed a piece of clothing he had just ripped off from her into her mouth.

Shelly could only whimper in a low voice.

What happened next was a nightmare that she had never imagined.

The light in Shelly's eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by despair and emptiness.

Her tears had already dried up, and her whole body was covered with bruises. Even though Jerico had taken the clothing out of her mouth, she did not let out a cry. Two hours later, the three men finished what they were doing with satisfaction when they found out it was about dawn. Jerico stared at the girl on the bed like a broken doll

with a sneer. That's it. You don't like me? Hum!'

As he spoke, Jerico aimed his phone at Shelly and started taking photos.