Chapter 660 - Shaun Handley Visits!
The Abandoned Husband Dominates
Geng Anli chimed in. âIâve always liked Switzerland very much. Iâve been there several times over the past few years. Every time I go there and call Tom, wanting to visit his house, he rejects me. Toward the end, he just stopped answering his phone. Tom, I must visit your castle next year.â
Now that Chairman Rong and Madam Geng had spoken in favor, the other family representatives also voiced their agreement.
âYes, Tom. I was there when you told Mr. Steele about inviting us.â
âThatâs right. You said it yourself. How could you forget?â
Tom Schmid looked like he was in a dilemma. He did not expect to encounter such a situation today.
Charleston smiled. âAll of the families want to visit your place. Are you going to reject us?â
Tom gritted his teeth and forced a smile. âAll right, then. Iâll agree to this for now.â
Soon, the meeting ended.
Tom walked over to Charleston.
Tom smiled. âMr. Steele, I wonder if you are free tonight? I would like to go to your place for tea and catch up with you.â
Tom Schmid wanted to come!
Almost immediately, Jesse and Jordan both felt that this was not a good thing! After all, Lota was in the Steele familyâs house.
Still, the Schmids must have known this already.
Charleston was already 79 and had seen it all. He was not afraid of Tom Schmid so he said, âSure, Iâll be waiting!â
âSee you then.â
Tom left quickly.
âGrandpa, I donât think we should let Tom visit us! I already said not to get involved in Lotaâs family matters. Why should we get tangled up in some messy situation because of an outsider?â Jesse quietly complained to Charleston.
Jordan said, âJesse, if youâre afraid, you can stay somewhere else once the sky turns dark. Grandpa and I arenât afraid of that guy.â
Jesse retorted. âFine. I donât care what you do!â
With that, Jesse stood up and left.
Jesse was indeed afraid of the Handley family. Ever since Jordan told him that Dragon had almost been strangled to death by one of them at the castle, Jesse had been too afraid to come into contact with the Schmids.
He was even a little fearful of the innocent and cute Lota. He was worried that she would suddenly transform from a âHoly Maidenâ to a âWitchâ.
â¦
7 pm at night.
There were no stars in the night sky, and the cold wind grew increasingly chilly.
Charleston, Jordan and Lota were sitting in a room.
Jordan held Lotaâs hand tightly because she was trembling. He had told Lota the good news after they returned from the meeting. He said that the eight families would work together to get rid of Shaun Handley and save her parents.
Lota was very happy and jumped onto Jordan happily.
However, when she heard that Tom, or rather, Shaun Handley, was coming tonight, she was so frightened that she didnât dare to speak.
From noon until now, she had not eaten or drunk a single drop of water.
Jordan had thought of sending Lota away during Shaunâs visit.
However, Jordan was confident that he could protect her. Moreover, he wanted Lota to face Shaun directly. Jordan wanted her to know that this person was not terrifying!
âDonât be nervous. With me around, no one can touch you. Have you forgotten that youâre my milkshake?â
Jordan comforted her softly.
âMilkshakeâ was an inside joke between Jordan and Lota.
Lota would say: âWhat? Iâm just a cup of milkshake to you?â
She would then force Jordan to reply: âThis way, I can hold you in the palm of my hand.â
18-year-old girls were really troublesomeâ¦
Lota laughed at that. âIâm thirsty. Iâll get a cup of milk.â
âOkay.â
Jordan was very glad to see that Lota was finally willing to drink something.
Lota got up and walked towards the door of the room. However, just as she reached the door, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her!
It was Tom Schmid!
Tom was like a quiet breeze. He suddenly appeared at the door without making a single sound!
Tom was Lotaâs father. However, when he saw her, he just stared at him with a very strange and somewhat perverted expression!
âAh!â
Lota was so frightened that she scampered back into Jordanâs arms!
âDaddy! Daddy! Daddyâ¦â
Tears streamed down her face as she cried and called out for her father.
Jordan had never seen Lota cry so hard!
He was very moved by her sobbing. He got a little teary-eyed himself.
And Charleston was the same!
Lotaâs father was clearly standing there, but she didnât throw herself into his arms. She couldnât even look at him! After all, Lota knew that man was not the real Tom Schmid!
It was the demon who was controlling her fatherâs body, Shaun Handley!
He had planned to take Lota as his woman during her coming-of-age ceremony!
âDaddy⦠Daddy⦠Daddy⦠Boohooâ¦â
Lota wailed. Countless sparkling tears soaked Jordanâs clothes. Right now, she could only stay in Jordanâs arms and call out Daddy, expressing her longing for her real father.
Jordan clenched his fists. Over this period, although Jordan did not have any romantic feelings for Lota, a close relationship had developed between them. He really couldnât bear to see Lota crying so pitifully and calling out Daddy.
The last time a woman who called out Daddy while in his arms was Haileyâ¦
However, how could that R-rated scene compare to this heart-wrenching sight today!
Tom gave a strange smile. âDarling, Daddy is here. Why donât you want to look at me? Jordan is not your father.â
Jordan cursed angrily, âM*therf*cking b*stard!â
Tom was stunned. He had been living in European high society for years and never expected to hear Jordan scold him with such vulgar words. In fact, people in Northern Europe seldom use this kind of English swear words. He had not heard anyone scold him like that for at least 20 years.
Tom was very indignant and blurted out. âWhat did you say?!â
Jordan said, âOh? Why has your accent suddenly changed to American?â
Tom paused before quickly resuming his act. âExcuse me? What did you just say?â
Jordan continued to scold him. âI said youâre a son of a b*tch! A real c*cks*cking d*uchebag!â
Jordan purposefully threw all sorts of common American swear words at Tom.
Tom couldnât resist anymore. âKass twa you white trailer trash! You ainât worth a damn!â