Oops, Mommy Slept With A Tyrant
Chapter 147 Jett Is Seeing A Woman With Three Children

Chapter 147: Chapter 147 Jett Is Seeing A Woman With Three Children

Kelsie didn’t know when she chucked.

"The audacity of this thug."

Bruce’s ears ticked.

"What did you just say to me?"

She pushed Jett’s hands away to stare at Bruce, clicking her tongue.

"You’re a thug in a fancy suit. No wonder the principal is so scared of you and why you’re kissing the arse of your brother-in-law."

Bruce felt the back of his neck, lips twitching in anger.

"I must give it to you, you’re quite intelligent to have gotten that out of me pretty fast. How unfortunate no other person will be able to hear those words from that pretty mouth of yours."

"Pretty mouth?" Jett impulsively picked another apple and abruptly tossed it towards Bruce.

Bruce didn’t expect such a petty move. Hence, failed to move out of the way on time.

The apple bruised the space in-between his brows, making him stagger backward in pain.

A fuming Jett got on his feet to properly glare at Bruce.

"I was going to let you off after a few minutes of teasing you, but the nerves of you to make mention to a part of her body."

Kelsie: "..."

"It’s my mouth he’s talking about, what does that have to do with you?"

Before Jett could defend himself, Bruce suddenly grimaced, "What is this? Are you two not the parents of Jesse Sutton?"

The question has barely left his mouth when Mark nodded vigorously.

"From what I’ve deduced, brother, that bastard over there is just a show-off. Their child takes his mother’s last name. And that only happens if the father is a sorry excuse of a man."

Bruce clenched his fist and scoffed in irritation.

"Ah, is that so? Instead of running your mouth at me, a halfwit like you should be thanking me since I’m about to liberate you from such a cruel life."

"Not only will I ensure that your child will be sent to a good orphanage, I will also make sure he goes to a good family."

Hearing him, a thought suddenly occurred to Mark as he narrowed his eyes at Kelsie. "Now that I think of it, I think there are two other..."

"Shut it!" Kelsie quickly yelled at him, getting up on her feet.

This action startled Jett a little, but the next second, he got on his feet as well.

"You must be tired of hearing that scumbag’s voice. I’m tired too. So let’s wrap this up quickly so we can start preparing to transfer Jesse."

Kelsie was taken aback, her gaze whipping to him.

"Transfer Jesse? What do you mean?"

The question had just fallen when a knock sounded on the door.

Shortly after, the door was pushed open and a familiar face made to step inside, but Jett stopped him.

"Talk from there."

"What you asked me to prepare is ready. Classes have been stopped and parents have all been called to pick pick up their children." Eric reported from the door.

"Wh-why? What is happening?" The principal stuttered slightly.

However, Jett ignored her and instead nodded approvingly at Eric before instructing, "It’s a waste of time to ask if he’s right or left-handed. So break both of his hands."

"Break both of my hands? Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself too much? What makes you think these burly men my brother brought would stand aside while he..."

Mark Davidson was saying smugly, but trailed off when the burly man who blocked Eric’s path got shoved to the floor, a blow to the neck instantly knocking him out.

He did the same to the next. To the third, he strangled with his tie until he passed out.

Taking out three of them in such a swift and ruthless manner was enough to make the remaining two burly men reconsider their decision.

The elderly doctor, who was standing next to Mark, also walked away. Even Bruce didn’t dare to butt in. _{f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)}

But to make it clear to his brother and everyone else that he wasn’t scared of Jett, he threatened in a shaky voice, "Do you think I’ll let you off after this? If I were you, I’d go down on my knees and beg for forgiveness."

"Continue acting tough by laying another finger on my little brother and I’ll never forgive you!"

Jett immediately frowned.

"You insult me. Why would someone like me need your forgiveness? Don’t be ridiculous."

Ignoring Bruce’s existence, Eric grabbed and took down Mark, snapping his hands into two.

As his painful screams filled the room, Kelsie was too worried about her children to care about him and rushed out.

If she understood correctly, Jett was planning to do something and that plan included getting the children out of the school.

Then her children...

She increased her pace as she hurried down the stairs, too impatient to stop and wait for the elevator to open.

Upstairs, Jett watched her in confusion as she darted around the vicinity in search of something.

Jesse was still in the hospital, so who could she possibly be looking for in the classrooms?

He was just about to ask Eric to go check what was going on when he saw two children come out of the Porsche and run towards her.

Seeing her kneel in the middle of the school as she hugged them tightly to herself like though clinging on to dear life, forcefully made him realize something.

"Ms. Sutton, did she, perhaps, get married and got divorced while she was abroad?" A lump formed in Jett’s throat as he questioned Eric, eyes still pinned on the trio downstairs.

Eric glanced down as well, swallowing hard when he saw the scene.

"Not that I’m aware of, sir."

"Then... who are those kids? It doesn’t look like they’re someone else’s children."

As this was going on, Boyce Adler poured chamomile tea for his grandfather. His grandmother had fallen asleep twenty minutes ago, so it was just them.

"Don’t you have work to do?" Jack Adler questioned as he sipped the tea his grandson brewed.

Boyce dropped the kettle and smiled shyly.

"Jett gave me a task sometime ago. I’ve been working towards accomplishing it."

"That is good." The elderly man hummed, downing the tea in one gulp.

Boyce was silent for thirty seconds before he leaned forward to say worriedly, "Actually, grandfather, i also came here as I was curious about something."

Jack, who already knew he had something else in mind to say, nudged him on.

"What could that be?"

Boyce picked up the kettle to fill his grandfather’s cup again as he spoke.

"I heard you were looking for a wife for Jett. Being beautiful is a must, but don’t you think she should also be someone of good character?"

"You’re trying to tell me something. What is it?"

"I’m just saying, my cousin has led a life of abstinence most of his life, if not all, so isn’t it too much for him to be a father to children fathered by one or two different men?"

"What are you talking about? I’ve not introduced anyone to your cousin yet."

Boyce abruptly looked up at him, feigning disbelief, he gasped, "Really? Then who’s this woman with three children he’s been seeing?"