A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 396 Cooperate With The Mistress

After saying that, Maria turned around and left without giving Elaine a chance to respond.

After returning to the lounge, she took out her phone and called Carolina. As soon as the line was connected, she said, "Give me the phone number of Chandler's mistress."

She knew that Carolina had that woman's phone number, because the latter had once gone to see that woman to prevent her from destroyed the marriage between Chandler and Elaine.

"Maria, what's wrong?" Carolina asked with concern on the other end of the line.

"Nothing. Will you give it to me or not?"

"Yes. Actually, there's something I want to tell you. I'm going to get married next month. My fiance is the teacher that you met last time. Will you come to our wedding?" The wedding date had just been determined, and Carolina hadn't gotten the chance to contact Maria yet.

"Let's talk about it later. Send me the number."

With that, Maria hung up the phone.

Carolina lowered the phone from her ear and looked at the screen in confusion. What had happened to Maria? Why was she so angry?

After receiving the phone number of Chandler's mistress, Maria called her and used the same tactic that she had used to deal with Colby's secretary. "You child is growing up. His name should be on the household register, right?"

"Who are you?" The woman on the other end of the line was very vigilant, just like Colby's secretary.

Maria wanted to laugh. Why did these capable women lower themselves to being mistresses in the dark for their whole lives? Was it for money? Or was it fortheir children?

She lazily replied, "It doesn't matter. The most important thing is that I can help you get the title of Mrs. Song, and let your child's name be a part of the household register of the Song family. Are you interested in cooperating with me?"

For a moment, she was met with nothing but silence. Obviously, the woman was considering her offer.

In fact, the bait she threw out was so tempting that neither Colby's secretary nor this woman could refuse it.

Unlike Colby's secretary, who had hesitated for a long time before agreeing, this woman agreed after thinking for a few seconds. "But how can I trust that you're not trying to harm me and my child?"

"Because I'm Maria Song."

As Chandler's mistress, the woman had obviously heard this name before.

She knew the names of the members of the Song family.

Therefore, after hearing this, she was overjoyed, and her attitude instantly softened. "Hi, Maria. So, what should I do?"

But at the same time, she couldn't help but worry a little. After all, Maria was Elaine's biological daughter.

Would she really help her mother's rival? Was this just a trap that was set by her and her mother?

On the other hand, she had heard that Maria had severed her relationship with the Song family, and that she wasn't in contact with her mother at all.

Thinking of all this, she was torn as to what she should do next.

Fortunately for her, Maria said, "You don't have to do anything for the time being. I'm calling just to know your stance. I'll contact you again if necessary." With that, she hung up the phone. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The surroundings quieted down, providing her the right environment to think about her next move.

It was only a while earlier that, thanks to Elaine, she had learned of what James had done to Alina. In fact, she had been looking for the drug that Alina had made her take in the black market before, so that she could give her a taste of her own medicine.

She hadn't expected that James would act quicker than her and drug Alina on his own, targeting her throat.

After a while, Maria took out her phone and dialed another number. "Arrange some people to cause trouble to Colby's mistress and their son, and create evidence that points to Rosa. Do the same with Chandler's mistress."

Since Colby and Chandler were in the same situation, she could deal with them in the same way, which saved her time and effort.

She would never let the Zheng family and the Song family live in peace.

"Okay, Ms. Song!" came the obedient reply from the other end of the line.

Chandler's last trace of love for Elaine had already vanished, so this was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

A few days later, just as Maria had expected, she heard the news that Chandler and Elaine were going to get divorced.

However, it was a troublesome procedure, so they hadn't started it yet. They were probably busy transferring their properties in advance.

In the meantime, there was an interesting development with Bob, who picked up the habit of eating anything he could grab. The first time Maria caught him doing it, he was crawling to the tea table in the living room. Holding the table for support with his tiny palms, he straightened up, picked up a date from the plate on the table, and popped it into his mouth.

Seeing that, Maria was scared out of her wits. She snatched the date out of his mouth and pretended to be angry at him. "Bob, you can't eat this. Do you understand?"

Of course the little boy didn't understand. He just smiled at her, and then climbed onto the sofa to play with his toys.

Maria shook her head helplessly at him.

The next time Bob ate something, it was James who caught him. He was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone while keeping an eye on Bob. He had just hung up the phone and raised his head again when he saw Bob putting a pistachio into his mouth.

In contrast to Maria's mock anger and soft scolding, James took the pistachio out of Bob's mouth, picked him up, bent him over his legs, and slapped him on his bare butt twice.

It was not until then that he remembered seeing that the fruit plates that were usually kept on the tea table had been moved to a taller table. It must be Maria who had done that. It seemed that this wasn't the first time that Bob was doing this.

Upon being hit, Bob let out a loud cry. Then, he turned over to bite his father.

James, who was caught off guard, had his finger bitten by his son.

Growling in annoyance, James hit the little boy two more times on his butt.

This time, Bob began wailing. The sound of his cries echoed throughout the whole villa, but the two of them were the only ones home. John lived in another villa, so he couldn't hear what was happening here.

Bob kept crying and called out for his mother.

James picked him up and made him stand on the sofa in front of him. Then, he pointed at the plate of pistachios and said seriously, "Don't eat them, or I'll beat you again."

However, hearing this only seemed to anger the little guy even more. He raised his head and looked at James with aggrieved eyes, wailing loudly.

"Your tears are useless in front of me. I'll forgive you if you apologize, okay?" James sat down next to him.

He had no idea whether Bob understood what he was saying or not, but the little guy shifted towards him while crying. Perhaps because of his poor balance, it took him almost half a minute to slowly reach James' side.

With tears rolling down from his eyes, he grabbed James' big hand and walked up to him. Then, he held out his arms, letting James know that he wanted to be picked up.

However, James wanted to build his image as a strict father, so he didn't soften his heart at all. "Stand up!" he ordered.

The little boy cried louder and louder. At this moment, Maria returned home.

Hearing her son's cries, she felt her heart ache.

She hastily changed her shoes and rushed in. She was greeted by the scene of Bob crying pathetically in front of an indifferent James. "You bullied my son again!" she said helplessly.

James glanced at her and said, "He tried to swallow a pistachio."

"Ah. Bob, come here, let me hug you!" Maria said, looking at the baby with encouraging eyes. She wanted to calm him down first before educating him.

Bob took a look at her, but didn't walk towards her like he usually would. Instead, he turned back to James and continued to cry in front of him.

Seeing his strange behavior, both the adults were dumbstruck.

Maria went over, squatted down next to the little boy, and patted him on the back. "Bob, you're a good boy. Mommy will hug you, okay?"

However, Bob seemed to be determined to target James. Still crying, he said, "Dad..." He let out a little hiccup before continuing, "Hug..."