The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel)

Chapter 224: ANGERING ADULTERERS

"Harry, let us sit down and talk." Barney was more concerned with Harry walking into the house with a cold face than the jabs Lydia threw his way.

"Fine, sit and talk. Tell me who this new wife of yours is. "Harry pointed to the seat, telling them to sit. Barney ran his hand through his barely remaining hair and sat. He noticed that he was the only one sitting, as Professor Mandy was still standing by the corner, not daring to sit. It seemed this boy, Harry, was related to Barney. She did not want to interfere in this conversation. But Barney felt uncomfortable seeing her stand.

"Come and sit; you can't stand too long," he said, and Mandy moved closer and sat beside him.

"You know your aunt and I have been trying to have children, so Mandy is doing our family a favor," Barney said.

"What?" Harry asked; he could not believe what he was hearing.

"You can't tell your aunt this; it will kill her. You know how she is. I will tell her after the baby

is born."

"You know how she is and still did it? You know she would not be able to take it and still did it?" Harry was trying everything in his power to not punch the face in front of him.

"That is why I say you should not tell her; all this will destabilize the baby. That is why I am waiting till the baby is born.

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"Barney Glinn," Harry's cold voice called softly. Barney felt a chill down his spine.

"The way you bargain with me, someone would think that I am a nephew from your family, not my aunt's flesh and blood. Why should I care about the stability of your base? Why should I care about some whore you are keeping outside? Are any of you related to me?" Harry asked as though he had just heard the most ridiculous thing ever.

"Don't call her that! No matter what, I am still your aunt's husband!" Barney scolded, "Your aunt and I don't have children; she is already carrying this burden for the family; don't call

her a whore!"

"It can't be that you are going to say she is suffering for the family, so she should be treated well, right? Should your wife reward her for carrying a child for the family? Maybe even open a courtyard in the backyard and raise the baby for the family like a good legitimate wife. Have you been watching too many costume dramas?" Lydia could not take it anymore.

"This is a private matter; don't open your mouth here!" Barney scolded Lydia. Hearing him scold Lydia completely offended Harry.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at her!" he said, stepping forward in warning. But the already angry Lydia had already stepped in front of him.

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"How is this a private matter? You wanted a child, and you did not carry your concubine in through the side door. Instead, you went out to pick up whatever they were selling in the Red Light District to have your baby so that you could take it back home, and you dared scream at those spitting at you on the street, saying it was your private matter. If you cannot read the road signs, find a translator. A brothel is a public place."

Those listening on the other side almost choked; they talked more about Ethan and Mark standing in the room with her.

"You dare bargain; if someone who did not know what was going on walked in, they would have thought Professor Mandy was selling children. Forget that the police would want to hear her explanation; don't you know it is the wives who go to the market in the family? If you are jobless, say so. Don't go around bringing trash back to the door. Should your wife thank you? Sew her a wedding dress? Would she dare to wear it?" Lydia asked Barney to talk more; Professor Mandy could not take it anymore.

"You dare call me a prostitute? I am your professor!" Professor Mandy stood and scolded.

"I have been waiting for you to open your mouth a little longer, and I might have borrowed a plier from the neighbors. So you are not mute? You have already entered the bed and taken off your clothes, but you are trying to claim you were only checking for bed bugs when we arrived with our forks and torches? Do you know you are a professor? Didn't you know you should still

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• wear your scholarly robes even when checking for bed bugs on people's marital beds when the wife is away? You took off your robes for your side hustle, and you are angry we did not recognize you as a scholar?" Lydia's turned her attention to Professor Mandy. Her rapid words made the professor dizzy. She held her swollen stomach and staggered.

"What are you doing? Take her out of here! This is a family matter. Do you want something to happen to the baby?" Barney scolded Harry.

"My girlfriend just said a few words, and you are making it seem as though she wants to kill your mistress," Harry shrugged and looked the other way. He knew better than to interfere when Lydia opened her mouth. The people who have heard her words in battle are still licking their wounds, and their scars still ache. It is not his fault they cheated past her bedtime, and she is cranky. Neither he nor Lydia had registered that he had just called her his girlfriend. But Mark and Ethan definitely caught it. The entire family on the phone definitely caught it.

"Of course I know it is a family matter; that is why I called the elder to judge your matter." Lydia turned the phone screen so that he could see the video call happening. The moment Barney realized the entire family was watching, it was his turn to stagger. Lydia handed the phone to Mark. "You better not faint; your prostitute scholar is already swaying. You better stay awake so that nothing happens to your baby. It is past my bedtime, so I am rolling out a corpse to flog. Don't mistake a mortician for a doctor because of my white coat," Lydia said, and Professor Mandy

was so angered that her breath hitched as she started hyperventilating. This caused Barney to panic and rush for her. He was too busy with Professor Mandy to care about video calls anymore, Mark unmuted the group chat to find that they were actually silent. To put it simply, they were speechless. They had just met Harry's girlfriend and discovered her way of speaking was indeed creative. She spoke without raising her voice; you would have thought it was a random commentary, but every word was like a deadly situation, bullets hitting targets without missing. It may anger people, but for some reason, it made them feel

refreshed.

"I am going back to sleep. Professor, come with your robes when you get back to school; don't cause misunderstandings from innocent passersby. It is at least a public place, and a naked woman walking around is against public decency. My spit has all been used up tonight; at least wait till I recover." Lydia threw out those last words like a last slap and walked out of their house, only to pause at the door.

"Since the elders already know, the younger generation should go back to studying," she returned, grabbed Harry's hand, and dragged him away with her. Ethan and Mark could obviously not stay now that Harry had left, so they said goodbye to those on the video call and left with them. There was no going back from this.

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