chapter 9

The Maybach disappeared in a cloud of dust. Heaton’s cold gaze was fixated on the diminishing figure in the rear-view mirror.

The little munchkin sitting next to him climbed onto his lap mischievously. Her tender and fair hands held her father. “Daddy, why can’t Monty join us for dinner?”

Heaton lowered his eyes. He caressed his daughter’s head with his big hands and patiently asked, “Jelly Bean, you really like Monty that much?”

“Yes!” The little munchkin blinked her dewy eyes and nodded her head furiously.

“You like her because she gave you candy?”

Even though the other ladies from the wealthy families that he had gone on a blind dates with brought Little Jelly Bean her favorite snacks, she did not seem to like them as much. She even cried because she did not want her father to get along with them.

How did Verian captivate Jelly Bean’s heart?

Little Jelly Bean shook her head. She made two circles with her fingers and placed them on her eyes. She stared at her father with sparkling eyes and chuckled, “It is because Monty’s eyes are as big as mine!”

Heaton was surprised. Did the little munchkin realize that she and the woman looked alike?

Heaton hugged the little munchkin on his lap as he pursed his lips tightly. His eyes were dark.

After playing for the whole day, Little Jelly Bean almost immediately fell asleep in her father’s embrace. Heaton lowered his voice and asked Kush, who was driving the car, “When will the DNA report be ready?”

“It will be out latest by the day after tomorrow in the afternoon. Boss, if Miss Mont is really Little Jelly Bean’s biological mother…”

Heaton’s face darkened. “Find out why Verian decided to serve as a surrogate three years ago.”

“Yes.”

If the woman approached him and Little Jelly Bean with ulterior motives, he would not mind burying the truth and her identity even if she was Little Jelly Bean’s biological mother.

…

Verian went to Navy Road on her way back after she got off work. A big truck was parked in front of the Mont Family’s villa when she arrived. It looked like it was used to move house.

“Right here! Be careful! I bought this vase for more than a million bucks! Can you afford to pay it if you break it?”

Verian heard a familiar harsh middle-aged woman’s voice. She looked up and saw Queena Sheen frowning and impatiently instructing the staff from the removals.

A mover came out from behind whilst carrying a portrait. Queena’s eyes narrowed as she said disdainfully, “Get rid of this portrait. It’s heavy and takes up a lot of space. Moreover, it brings us bad luck!”

Right when the mover was about to throw out the picture, Verian glanced over and realized it was her father’s portrait!

“Hold on!”

Queena turned toward the direction of the sound and she saw the long-lost face. Her eyes trembled.

“Ve, Verian Mont…? I thought you left North City?”

Verian pulled a faint cold smile. She said mockingly, “Mrs. Sheen, long time no see.”

“Why are you back to North City?”

Verian snatched the portrait from the mover’s hands and embraced it tightly. “This is my house, why can’t I come back?”

“Hah!” Queena sneered, “I might as well tell you now that the villa is going to be demolished soon. You can’t stop it! Moreover, you don’t have the rights to stop it because this villa is under my name!”

Verian held the portrait firmly until her knuckles turned white. With determination in her eyes she said, “I am not going to just sit around and watch the villa being demolished!”

Queen crossed her arms and said harshly, “Do you know how much it costs to demolish this villa? Forty million! Verian Mont, don’t even dream of claiming this villa! However… it might only be possible if you sell yourself!”

The fire in her heart was completely ignited. Verian was reminded of the one million bucks that they stole three years ago. She clenched her fist and raised her other hand to slap Queena across the face. As her palm was about to land on her face, her wrist was grabbed mid-air. A force hurled her hand aside.

“Auntie, are you okay?”

Jensen rushed out from the villa, expressing concern to his ‘mother-in-law’. Verian cast an emotionless glare at him. Carrying the portrait, she strode out of the villa.

Jensen caught up to her before she walked out of the Navy Road area. He grabbed her wrist and asked, “Why did you come back?”

She scoffed. “Why can’t I come back?! Jensen! Stop disgusting me!”

Forcefully, she tugged her wrist out from his hands. Her bloodshot eyes glared at him in anger, just like an animal that was provoked.

“I disgust you? Verian Mont! Where did you get the one million bucks three years ago?!”

“Who are you to ask me that question?! Hah… in that case, you knew that Queena Sheen and Wanelle Sheen stole the money? Were you involved?”

Guilty, Jensen was quiet. However, he quickly grabbed her by the wrists again. “How did you make so much money in less than a year? Did you work as a bargirl?”

She let out a cold chuckle. “I must have been blind to be your girlfriend last time! You truly disgust me! You are so disgusting that I feel like vomiting!”

She broke away from his grip. Carrying the portrait, she turned around and walked away without even looking back.

However, her eyes turned red as soon as she turned around…

Grievances and hatred swept through her like a frightening storm.

She had to take revenge! She wanted the Sheen mother and daughter duo, as well as Jensen to pay for whatever they did for her!

She took a deep breath and dialed Guin’s number. She remembered that Guin saved a lot of influential contacts in her phones.

“Guinie, do you have Heaton Fudd’s contact?”

…

It was in the study room in Fudd's villa.

Heaton was standing next to the window when he received a phone call.

“Boss, Verian Mont served as a surrogate three years ago because her father, Grayson Mont, went bankrupt and left behind a pile of debt. She served as a surrogate to pay back her father’s debt. However, it seemed like the one million bucks she received were taken away by her stepmother and stepsister. Her father was then forced to commit suicide by the creditor and the Mont Family’s Villa became her stepmother’s property. She left for Paris to further her studies three years ago after giving birth. It seems like Verian has no idea that Little Jelly Bean is her daughter.”

As soon as Kush finished his sentence, another phone call came in when Heaton was still on the call.

He hung up Kush’s call and picked up the call from an unknown number. A familiar young female’s voice was heard from the other side of the call. With a slightly hoarse voice, she sounded like she just cried.

“Hello, President Fudd. I am Verian Mont. You said that you were interested in my body, does it still count?”

Heaton’s brows frowned. A sly look flashed across his eyes as he said, “I was just joking, but it seems like Miss Mont took it seriously?”

Verian, who was on the other side of the call swallowed her saliva. Struggling, she spoke, “President Fudd, I am willing to do anything as long as you can keep the Mont Family’s villa.”

Heaton remained silent for a long time. It took so long that she felt like she was drowning in an icy cold sea, almost suffocating to death. Only then, an indifferent male voice sounded from the other side of the phone.

“I am not interested in keeping a mistress.”

Verian mustered up all her courage, shut her eyes, and slowly said, “I don’t want to be your mistress. President Fudd, I know you’re lacking a Mrs. Fudd. On the other hand, I lack a powerful patron.”