The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 368: Wanted to Destory Everything

“You don’t want to give it?" Chloe Malan sneered. Looked. Even chameleon couldn't change that fast. These people were the real family, but she was only someone they could take advantage of. When she wasn't, they threw her to the dumpster.

“We don't have the money.” Wang Zhi held on her mother-in-law's rumor. A million. Even though it wasn't enough to buy a villa, but it was enough to buy a 120 square feet house in a newly built neighborhood of Luo City. She was already fed up with a family of three generations squeezed in this small two-bedrooms and one-living room house. Every morning, she had to be like in a war for going into the bathroom. There was someone who wanted to give them money, why wouldn't they take it? A million. She wouldn't earn that much even though she served at the restaurant forever. James Malan protected his wife too, as if someone was robbing his lair. “Little sis, it's not that big brother doesn't want to help you. What future do you have with Aoba Hoyle? It isn't like you don't know what kind of people they are, they aren't people who would be friend with people like us. Since Bruce is willing to come back, it means your mother-in-law doesn't care anymore. Such a good luck is waiting for you, what is there you're not satisfied with?”

“Look at what kind of job you've found. It's not an honest work. Places like bars are filled with shady people. The Malan family couldn't bear such shame,” Mr. Malan said.

“Chloe, listen to mom. We're doing this for your own good,” Mrs. Malan spoke with a heartfelt tone. Chloe Malan coolly examined her family. None of them had a guilty look on their faces. They all thought that everything was as a matter of fact. Why did she have such parents and siblings? "Honest job? What is honest job? You guys are lazy is an honest job, gambling is an honest job, but it was shameful for me to work hard and earn money. Is it for my own good or to keep that one million you guys have taken? Each of you are aware of the situation. Don't take me as a fool.” Followed by her scream was a crash. Glasses on the table beside the sofa was broken into pieces in her hand, leaving a sharp piece was tightly held.

Some of them were frightened by her fierceness, subconsciously taking a step back.

Zhi Wang protected her son inside her arms, “Don't... don’t joke around.”

“Joke. I'll show you what's joke then.” Chloe Malan’s face was fierce. She used to do everything she could to satisfy this family. It wasn't that she was weak, but it was because she still treated them as her family. So she always had a soft spot in the corner of her heart. But what about them? What did they take her for?

This family hadn't just simple disappointed her, they had made her lose hope until the point that she wanted to ruin this family. No wonder Bruce Lynn's mother hated her. No matter how hard she tried to make other family to like her, could they like her when she had parents like them?

Didn't they have a new house already? So there was no need for this old house. So she viciously smashed everything.

The weak woman suddenly had amazing strength. If anyone dared to get close to her, she would dare to make them bleed. James Malan tried to take the weapon in her hand, but he was in an extremely awkward position because of his fat body.

Mrs. Malan and Zhi Wang wailed and didn’t dare to come close.

Bruce Lynn became a bystander at this moment, watching this chaos coldly.

Chloe Malan rushed into the two bedrooms one after another and quickly locked the door. When the people outside broke in, inside was already a mess. But she couldn't find the one million card or check.

"Where's the money?”

No one answered her and no one dared to get closer to her. They had never seen her like this, so violent as if she wanted to destroy everything. Bruce Lynn was also shocked for a moment. His guilty heart didn't dare to look at her blood-red eyes.

“Fine. Don't want to give it, huh? Okay then.” Suddenly feeling relief, the people in the room looked at each other, watching her take out her phone from her pocket. She quickly dialed a number and put it against her ear, “Ivy Aldington, can you lend me a million? I'll tell you the detail when I return... Thank you. I'm fine. I'll talk to you later.”

After she hung up the phone, Chloe Malan swept her gaze across her family coldly and said, “The one million, you guys are feel free to accept it with no conscience. I will pay how much the old witch give you. No matter either I sell my blood or my body, it has nothing to do with you. Take this one million as a purchase to cut all relationship between me and the Malan family. From now one, whether you guys are alive or dead has nothing to do with me, and vice versa. After I walk out of that door, I will go to the newspaper to say that I have cut ties with the Malan. I'll change my last name too, and have no relationship with the Malan.”

Zhi Wang seemed to breathe out a sigh of relief. Mr. Malan was furious, but fell silent under the center of her fierce gaze.

“Chloe Malan, no matter how your family has treated you, I really still want to remarry you. I seriously regret it. Can't you give me another chance...?” Bruce Lynn held back her, who was rushing out from the room.

Chloe Malan slapped him in the face, “Shut up. Bruce Lynn, don't think I don’t know that the Lynn is facing bankruptcy. It must be the old witch has promised you something to remarry me. What a great calculating. She rescues your Lynn Group and you help her clear her son's obstacle. Too bad, I'm afraid I have to disappoint you guys.”

Bruce Lynn touched his face, watching her walk away like a gust of wind and leaving behind a mess. He suddenly felt a little tight in his chest. There were a lot of words he didn’t get to say.

What he wanted to tell her was that the remarriage wasn't only because of Mrs. Hoyle's benefit, but also because he had always been thinking of her. He seldom interacted with her family in the past, but now looking at this money-thirsty family, he suddenly felt a little bad.

But, it seemed that everything was too late now.

Chloe Malan withdrew one million from the bank and went straight to the room where Mrs. Hoyle lived in Angel Hotel.

Didn't the old witch like to use money to hit people? So she would use this box of money to hit her back.

Mrs. Hoyle just woke up from naptime. She hadn't even gotten up, but she heard a hurried bang on the door. She frowned in displeased, and put on a dress as she went to open the door.

Chloe Malan angrily pushed in against her, walking in uninvited.

Mrs. Hoyle didn’t expect it and her body was knocked to the side, but fortunately she didn't fall as she supported herself against the wall. But before she could react, she was hit by tons of banknotes. The brand-new banknotes scratched her face, they were faintly painful. She covered her face while she angrily exclaimed, “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing?” Chloe Malan icily chuckled until all the money in the suitcase were thrown. The red banknotes were flying all over the sky like a snow, falling onto the carpet. It was as if covered with layers of ruined leaves, “Of course I'm paying you back. Old witch, don't you like to use money to hit people? I let you taste what it's like to hit by money. Doesn't it feel good?”

“You mad person.” Mrs. Hoyle's delicate makeup was no longer there. Her usual meticulously combed hair was a little messy. Her face was twisted uglier.

Chloe Malan laughed and closed the suitcase with a slap. “Compare to you, Mrs. Hoyle, this is far behind. On this floor is a million that you gave my parents, not a single less. I'm sorry, you like signed checks, but I don’t have that stuff. I prefer the feeling of cramps when counting money. So, Mrs. Hoyle, you can count them slowly.”

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