Mr. CEO's Ex-Wife: A Cunning Comeback
Chapter 242: My Reputation Is Ruined

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: My Reputation Is Ruined

Ashton followed behind Chantelle and said, "Mrs. Wilson, Sir said he’ll handle this from now on. You don’t need to deal with something this dirty."

"It’s none of his business," Chantelle snapped as she walked past the Maybach and headed to her own car.

Ashton quickly opened the door to Daniel’s car and whispered, "Sir, Mrs. Wilson looks really mad. You should go talk to her."

Daniel let out a deep sigh. "I made her mad without even saying anything. If I talk too much, she might have another relapse."

He had never been this confused before.

He didn’t want to upset Chantelle, but he was also scared she’d blow up if she saw him again.

"A-Ah! Sir, Mrs. Wilson is just mad because you’ve been avoiding her," Ashton said, totally confused by how Daniel’s brain worked.

"Then I guess I’ll..." Daniel started, but as soon as he opened the car door, Chantelle’s car sped past him, leaving a trail of dust behind.

"Sir, are you okay?" Ashton rushed over with a tissue to wipe Daniel’s face.

Daniel was fuming, but he had no way to let it out. So, he took all that anger and aimed it at Ruby in his mind.

How dare she try to hurt my wife so openly? She must have a death wish.

Chantelle glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the Maybach speeding after her car.

"Slow down," she told Calvin. "Let them catch up."

Hmph! Still daring to avoid me? Chantelle thought.

But just then, the Maybach turned a corner and drove off in a different direction.

Chantelle’s face darkened. She was completely annoyed now. She immediately told Calvin to speed up and head straight to Thea’s courtyard house.

The moment Chantelle walked into the courtyard, she saw a wild and awkward scene.

Philip stood in the yard with messy clothes and his abs was fully displayed.

Thea was kneeling in front of him, right at his lower half. Her head was moving back and forth.

"Chantie, welcome!" Philip said with a big grin, waving at her.

He took a step toward her, but Thea let out a sound and quickly shoved him back.

"I didn’t see anything! You two carry on, carry on!" Chantelle shouted as she quickly covered her eyes and ran off.

Thea called after her, "Chantie, why are you running away?"

"Chantie, let me check on your body!" Philip added.

Chantelle sprinted even faster without looking back as they chased after her.

They couldn’t keep up. Thea finally stopped, bent over, and panted, "Why is she running like that?"

"I’ve got no idea. Are you done sewing my pants? I want to get back to gaming," Philip said, looking down sadly at the tear in his pants.

He only agreed to model for Thea because she promised him braised pork.

If he hadn’t agreed, his pants wouldn’t be ripped, and Thea wouldn’t be nagging him now.

Thea glanced at his open shirt, then at the hole in his trousers. She remembered biting off the end of the thread after sewing it.

Her face turned red—bright red like a monkey’s butt.

That’s when it hit her. No wonder Chantelle ran away.

"S-Shit! My reputation is ruined!" she cried, covering her face and running away.

Philip ran after her, still confused. "Hey, don’t forget my braised pork! I want to eat it soon," he called out.

Meanwhile, at Easthan International Airport, a cool-looking little girl in a black windbreaker stood by the exit. She slowly lowered her oversized pink sunglasses.

Her big, watery eyes scanned the crowd like she was searching for someone.

Oh no! She saw a pair of fiery eyes staring straight at her. She hastily spun around and ran away.

"Steph, don’t run!" shouted a woman with wavy hair, dressed in a branded suit and struggling to keep up in high heels.

Four large bodyguards were also running after her.

The little girl was smart and clever. Using her small size to her advantage, she weaved through the crowd, making it hard for anyone to catch her.

Suddenly, she bumped into someone wearing a pair of polished, expensive-looking leather shoes.

She looked up and was stunned. The man’s face was unbelievably handsome. Her heart skipped a beat, but she kept her cool expression.

I’ve worked with famous stars from all over the world, but I’ve never seen someone this good-looking. I knew it, our country has the most attractive men!

"Little girl, are you lost?" The man asked softly as he skillfully picked her up while warmly looking into her small pretty face.

His voice sounded so good.

She wanted to ask her agent to take a look at this charming man.

"Uncle, some bad guys are chasing me," Stephanie muttered softly. She was a great actress. She took off her sunglasses and gave him a scared, confused look.

Daniel had been waiting for his precious daughter for over an hour. He would do anything to make his Princess Steph happy.

"Don’t be scared. No one will touch you while you’re with me," Daniel tried to comfort her.

He carried her in his arms and walked outside. His stern expression made everyone step aside without a word.

Stephanie quickly pulled up her mask, a little nervous.

She’s so small and gentle... and she’s working overseas all by herself, with only her agent around? Daniel couldn’t help but feel bad for her.

Ashton, standing nearby, got goosebumps from Daniel’s soft tone.

"Baby, are you hungry? Want to go eat something?" Daniel asked gently.

Stephanie was about to say she wasn’t hungry, trying to be polite but then her stomach growled loudly.

She didn’t let her agent tell Chantelle she was arriving early. They ended up arguing about it. To protest, Stephanie refused to eat. In the end, her agent gave in and agreed to let her surprise Chantelle.

"How are the people around you taking care of you? How could they let you go hungry?" Daniel asked sharply the moment he heard her stomach growl.

He was furious. Who would let a cute little girl starve? If I find out who they are, I’ll make sure they go hungry for days!

Stephanie flinched at his sudden outburst. Just a moment ago, she thought he was kind and gentle. She thought she was the one fooling him but now she wasn’t sure at all.

Wait a minute... he’s being way too nice. What if he’s a human trafficker?

I’m doomed. He’s got two men with him. I can’t fight them all.