Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 42

Chapter 42 The tray was placed on the black coffee table. Jamie skimmed his fingers past the bottles and waved his hand in a challenging manner at Catelyn. “I’ll consider your offer if you can drink all these.” There were over a dozen bottles on the tray, and Catelyn had never been one to handle alcohol well. Even though she had improved slightly from all the company gatherings she had to attend, she still would not be able to finish one-fourth of them. Catelyn scowled. “You know I can’t drink. You’re being unreasonable.” Jamie simply gave a look as though everything was in his hands to control. “You can just leave if you don’t like it, so long as you’re okay with watching Stella getting chopped into pieces by John Reed’s men.” ‘Jerk,’ she thought. ‘How can I leave now when you put it that way?’ Catelyn bit the inside of her cheek and summoned the courage to start pouring the content of the bottles down her throat, one bottle after another. As she mixed the different kinds of alcohol in her stomach, the burning sensation at the depth of her throat worsened. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Liquid started spilling out of the corners of Catelyn’s mouth. Slowly, the world started spinning before her eyes as her body felt as though it was on fire. Jamie watched as she gulped four bottles down to the point she was at the brink of vomiting. Somehow, the way she lifted her chin and extended her elegant neck to drink looked beautiful under the shining light. ‘Catelyn…” Jamie pulled Catelyn into his arms abruptly and turned to pin her against the couch. Catelyn felt like her head was filled with cotton and her mind started to stray, but she was still aware of the danger she was facing and bit down on her own tongue to

sober herself with pain. “Let me go, Jamie Mason!” Catelyn frantically tried to push him away, but it did not work. Jamie pressed himself against her. Breathily, he teased, “Go on and scream all you want. You were almost my wife back then, so why can another man touch you and I can’t? Aren’t you protective over that lover of yours? Get him to come save you now!” At that very moment, Catelyn regretted her decision of coming to him on her own. She flailed her hands around to scratch and even attempted to bite, trying everything she could to break free, but the difference in strength between a man and a woman was simply too large for her to overcome. “Don’t do this, Jamie,” she whimpered. “We had a child together. Just calm down and let’s talk about this…” “Don’t mention that child!” Jamie’s eyes instantly reddened in anger. “I was suspicious when you said that you were willing to get rid of the child. So you’ve been plotting to give birth to him! Are you trying to blackmail me with that child? You -” Smack! Catelyn slapped him across the face, her eyes reddening and her chest heaving in rage as she growled, “I won’t let you insult my son. He’s your son, too-your flesh and blood!” “How dare you hit me?” Jamie’s head snapped to the side under the impact of Catelyn’s slap. He stared at her in disbelief, and like an enraged leopard, he came to and slapped her across the face as well. Catelyn’s ears rang at the assault, and as the red palm print appeared on her face, her strength to resist weakened. Still, she persisted and shouted at the top of her lungs, “Get off! This is rape! “Help! “Jamie Mason, touch me and I’ll kill you…!” Edwin was too busy to show up, so Cedrick intended on leaving the clubhouse. As he walked past the corridor, he spotted two bodyguards dressed in black guarding the door to Room 6806, smoking their cigarettes. The elevator was taking forever, and as he waited, he could hear the faint noises of things being thrown

around from inside the room. His frown deepened. Riverdale Entertainment Club was an entertainment club under Edwin’s management, and the top floor rarely opened for ordinary guests to ensure the quality of the guests that had access to the top floor.