Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 112: Chapter 112
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Hearing Louis's uncompromising words, Georgia snapped, "Are you out of your mind?"
With a defiant huff, she grudgingly slid into the car, making it clear she was only doing it out of spite.
Watching the woman grudgingly settle into the car, Louis turned and got into the driver's seat. No one saw the fleeting smirk that flashed in his eyes.
The car sped through the night. At first, Georgia had no idea where he was taking her. Only when the car came to a stop did she realize, with a start, that they were at the narrow alley entrance leading into the run-down neighborhood she shared with her father.
Both got out of the car at the same time. Louis spoke again, commanding, "Move."
Seeing Louis's brazen attempt to enter her home, Georgia shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "Thank you for the ride home, Mr. Rathbone, but my shabby little place would only tarnish your esteemed status. A small pond can't hold a big fish like you—so kindly don't lower your standards."
Unfazed by Georgia's biting remarks, Louis turned without a word and strode straight into the alley.
Georgia's eyes widened in shock. 'How the hell does that bastard know where I live?' she thought.
Louis's refined silhouette stood in stark contrast to the run-down neighborhood. When he reached the small house, he found it completely dark inside.
It seemed Vance hadn't finished his work at the studio yet.
Louis turned with uninvited familiarity.
"Unlock the door!" he ordered.
Georgia shot him a withering glare. 'Seriously? Is this jerk trying to pull the alpha CEO act on me?' she thought.
Once inside, Louis surveyed the shabby little house, then settled himself firmly onto the worn sofa in the cramped living room. His inscrutable eyes made it clear he had no intention of leaving.
While they were still in the car, Georgia received a text from her dad, Vance, letting her know he'd be home soon.
So the moment she stepped inside, Georgia dashed into the kitchen to cook noodles.
Watching Georgia bustling about in the tiny kitchen, Louis suddenly felt a sense of contentment he'd never known before swell within him.
Just as Georgia finished cooking the noodles, her father walked in.
When Vance spotted Louis sitting on his sofa, his eyes widened in shock.
When Vance walked in, Louis didn't even bother to stand up.
Louis had never shown mercy to men like Vance—those who clawed their way up by scheming and using their daughters as pawns.
Completely ignoring Vance, Louis remained seated on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the financial report in his hands.
Remembering how Louis had relentlessly cornered him in business over the years, Vance quickly masked his surprise and made a beeline for the kitchen.
Vance knew better than anyone how much his daughter had once loved that jerk. 'Hadn't he hurt her enough already? And now she'd actually brought him home?'
As if anticipating what her father was about to ask, Georgia flashed him a bright smile before he could even open his mouth. "Hey, Dad, you're home! Go wash up for dinner—I made us some noodles."
Georgia carried two bowls of noodles to the small dining table.
But the moment the noodle bowls were placed, that utterly shameless man—Louis—was already seated at the table, poker-faced, unceremoniously grabbing a bowl and digging right in.
Georgia and Vance's faces darkened—they'd never imagined Louis could be this brazen.
Seeing Louis in the house instantly killed Vance's appetite.
Georgia had absolutely no intention of sharing a meal at the same table with that man.
As he finished his noodles, Louis looked up and said in a low, commanding voice, "Tomorrow, I'll have the divorce settlement transferred to your account. The Blue Bay Villa will be registered in your name—move in."
Georgia's eyes flashed with even deeper scorn, "Save your pity, Mr. Rathbone! I don't need it!"
Hearing Georgia's rejection, Louis slammed his noodle bowl down on the table with a resounding thud, his frustration palpable.
Before Louis could even speak, Georgia shot toward the dining table like a whirlwind, seething with rage, and snatched away his noodle bowl.
"Get out!" Georgia snapped, her voice trembling with anger. "I never invited you, and you're clearly not enjoying your meal. Stop wasting our food!"
With a defiant huff, she grudgingly slid into the car, making it clear she was only doing it out of spite.
Watching the woman grudgingly settle into the car, Louis turned and got into the driver's seat. No one saw the fleeting smirk that flashed in his eyes.
The car sped through the night. At first, Georgia had no idea where he was taking her. Only when the car came to a stop did she realize, with a start, that they were at the narrow alley entrance leading into the run-down neighborhood she shared with her father.
Both got out of the car at the same time. Louis spoke again, commanding, "Move."
Seeing Louis's brazen attempt to enter her home, Georgia shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "Thank you for the ride home, Mr. Rathbone, but my shabby little place would only tarnish your esteemed status. A small pond can't hold a big fish like you—so kindly don't lower your standards."
Unfazed by Georgia's biting remarks, Louis turned without a word and strode straight into the alley.
Georgia's eyes widened in shock. 'How the hell does that bastard know where I live?' she thought.
Louis's refined silhouette stood in stark contrast to the run-down neighborhood. When he reached the small house, he found it completely dark inside.
It seemed Vance hadn't finished his work at the studio yet.
Louis turned with uninvited familiarity.
"Unlock the door!" he ordered.
Georgia shot him a withering glare. 'Seriously? Is this jerk trying to pull the alpha CEO act on me?' she thought.
Once inside, Louis surveyed the shabby little house, then settled himself firmly onto the worn sofa in the cramped living room. His inscrutable eyes made it clear he had no intention of leaving.
While they were still in the car, Georgia received a text from her dad, Vance, letting her know he'd be home soon.
So the moment she stepped inside, Georgia dashed into the kitchen to cook noodles.
Watching Georgia bustling about in the tiny kitchen, Louis suddenly felt a sense of contentment he'd never known before swell within him.
Just as Georgia finished cooking the noodles, her father walked in.
When Vance spotted Louis sitting on his sofa, his eyes widened in shock.
When Vance walked in, Louis didn't even bother to stand up.
Louis had never shown mercy to men like Vance—those who clawed their way up by scheming and using their daughters as pawns.
Completely ignoring Vance, Louis remained seated on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the financial report in his hands.
Remembering how Louis had relentlessly cornered him in business over the years, Vance quickly masked his surprise and made a beeline for the kitchen.
Vance knew better than anyone how much his daughter had once loved that jerk. 'Hadn't he hurt her enough already? And now she'd actually brought him home?'
As if anticipating what her father was about to ask, Georgia flashed him a bright smile before he could even open his mouth. "Hey, Dad, you're home! Go wash up for dinner—I made us some noodles."
Georgia carried two bowls of noodles to the small dining table.
But the moment the noodle bowls were placed, that utterly shameless man—Louis—was already seated at the table, poker-faced, unceremoniously grabbing a bowl and digging right in.
Georgia and Vance's faces darkened—they'd never imagined Louis could be this brazen.
Seeing Louis in the house instantly killed Vance's appetite.
Georgia had absolutely no intention of sharing a meal at the same table with that man.
As he finished his noodles, Louis looked up and said in a low, commanding voice, "Tomorrow, I'll have the divorce settlement transferred to your account. The Blue Bay Villa will be registered in your name—move in."
Georgia's eyes flashed with even deeper scorn, "Save your pity, Mr. Rathbone! I don't need it!"
Hearing Georgia's rejection, Louis slammed his noodle bowl down on the table with a resounding thud, his frustration palpable.
Before Louis could even speak, Georgia shot toward the dining table like a whirlwind, seething with rage, and snatched away his noodle bowl.
"Get out!" Georgia snapped, her voice trembling with anger. "I never invited you, and you're clearly not enjoying your meal. Stop wasting our food!"
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