Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Screwed up

After hanging up, Eliot clicked open the latest news and saw the headline saying, “The Arrogant Elsie Britt Refused to Get off the Car, Enraging Ian.”

On the way back, Elsie ran into Ian’s car, in which sat Ian who just caught his disgraceful son Marquise in a club.

Nothing would happen if they didn’t come across. But Ian, a sociable businessman, got off the car immediately to greet Mrs. Britt and her daughter, or maybe invite them for a dinner since the two families were going to be related by a marriage.

Marquise got out of the car obediently and shouted at the half-open window, “Good morning, Mrs. Britt.”

Ian and Marquise paid enough respect to Beverly and Elsie.

But Elsie stayed in because of her embarrassing lipstick-stained butt. Beverly got out of the car and explained that Elsie wasn’t feeling well in her stomach.

Ian nodded considerately, “Alright then, go back home.”

Marquise, although caught, didn’t waste time in the car. He was bewildered when some friends sent him congratulations, and texted one of them asking what happened. A video message came.

Standing by the car, Marquise saw in the video that people gathered to make fun of Elsie’s “red” butt. The red stain on the light yellow dress, looked like a red pepper on a pile of shit. Marquise was pretty drunk, and wanted to throw up at the scene.

“You had appetite for a feast with your stomachache?” He walked to the car door and stared at Elsie in the back seat, “It seems you enjoyed yourselves very much.”

Elsie’s face changed, but she tried to remain calm. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Marquise started to count, “Pasta, salmon, and red wine. You really know how to enjoy life. Isn’t it a little extravagant for breakfast? Ah, four people.”

The last sentence shocked Elsie, “How did you know?”

Hearing this, Marquise looked back at Ian amusedly, “I see. It’s not the stomach ache. She just didn’t want to waste time to see you.”

Although not highly educated, Ian valued etiquette and manners. Marquise knew why Elsie wouldn’t come out, but still said deliberately, “Forget it, I thought she would be a good wife. I guess I was wrong.”

Realizing that she had been tricked by him, Elsie couldn’t remain calm anymore, but she would like it if this would cancel the marriage. So, she sat still, less awkward.

Beverly hurriedly explained, “No, it’s not true. She just had some cold drink that hurt her stomach.”

Marquise said leisurely, “Stomach ache doesn’t paralyze people. Is her leg broken that she couldn’t even get out of the car?”

As expected, Ian’s face darkened, “Then let her get out!”

Beverly quickly opened the car door and dragged Elsie, “Get out. It’s fine, just get out.”

Ian had been a little suspicious of Marquise’s words, but right now Beverly’s behavior told him that Elsie was fine. She just didn’t want to get out.

Elsie clutched the door and resisted, “No! I won’t get out!”

Hearing this, Ian was totally sure. He left quickly with rage.

Normally, people wouldn’t know this. But Elsie had made such a big fool of herself in the hotel. Quite a few people followed her to make more fun, and happened to witness this little incident. Owing to the enthusiastic onlookers, Elsie hit the headlines.

After reading the news, Eliot saw in the end another the link of Elsie making a fool of herself in the hotel. He clicked it open and looked it through, then went into the living room. He handed the phone to Maury, “Dad, it’s the picture just released online.”

Noticing Beverly staring at him with wide eyes, Eliot added after a pause, “It’s about what happened this morning.”

Maury stared at the phone for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Beverly who was about to leave and asked hatefully, “You spent 100, 000 for this damn chair?”

“I just explained this to you.” Beverly said diffidently in a low voice. Her family was involved in a crime a few years ago, her brother and sister-in-law went into prison, leaving only her old-aged mother who got sick and died not long after. The wealthy Brooks family became a past, along with Beverly’s pride.

With her fallen family, Beverly could only rely on Maury for her future. And Maury, clear about this, grew more and bossier in front of her in the past two years.

When he slapped her because Elsie pushed Emily, she knew clearly that this man had changed and was no in love with her long time ago.

Holding the phone, Maury asked with gritted teeth, “What happened with the Buckleys?”

“The Buckley Family?” Beverly was shocked for a moment before realizing that Maury had knew about what happened on the road. But how? Was it on the news!?

If it was on the news, things were going to be ugly. The company could be affected. Maury might only feel guilty to Emily, but the company mattered most for him. If there was anything wrong with the company, the consequences … she didn’t dare to imagine it at all.

Beverly explained in panic, “Elsie didn’t get out of the car to avoid embarrassment. Did the Buckley Family call? What did they say? There might be some misunderstanding. I’ll call back later to explain.”

Maury looked at her with a dark face. The phone rang again, and Maury answered it, “Hello.”

The assistant on the other end of the line said something, and Maury’s expression changed drastically. He asked with heaving chest, “We have taken the order, the first shipment is already in production. They want to cancel the contract? Why?”

Only then did the assistant recognize Maury’s voice and repeated gingerly what he had explained to Eliot.

Hanging up, Maury smashed the phone directly to the wall. Then, he grabbed Beverly’s neck fiercely and slapped her three times in a row, “You damn bitch! The company just escaped bankruptcy and hasn’t got back on the track. You made these things happen! I could kill you a thousand times!”

“Dad!” Eliot stopped him, “It has already happened. We must find a way to fix it.”

“Get out of the way!” Maury’s bloodshot eyes became scarlet, “Do you know how much effort I put into this order?! I couldn’t sleep at night, and texted the manager every hour to check the factory. Nothing could go wrong! Do you know how much money did we lost because our supermarket chain was shut down? We’re in debt! We have nothing left except a near broken factory! Right now, our only chance is that order! Only that order can save us from bankruptcy!”

With her ears bleeding from Maury’s heavy slaps, Beverly apologized in a weak voice, “I’m sorry, I….”

“Does sorry help?” Maury smashed her head towards the wall, “You screwed everything up after only a feast! How could a simple sorry help?”