My Billionaire Mom (Chuck Cannon) novel Chapter 275

"Teacher Jordan, no, please don't," Queenie cried.

Yvette stopped her foot from kicking her and questioned, "I'll ask you one last time. Did you sleep with my husband?"

"No, I swear I didn't," Queenie denied as she collapsed on the ground.

Yvette stared at Queenie who was crying pitifully for a few seconds. Then, the coldness in her eyes disappeared.

"Teacher Jordan," Queenie wailed.

"Get up," Yvette said and helped her up. Queenie was trembling, choking with sobs. "Teacher Jordan, why are you injured?"

"Don't worry about me. Hail a cab and get yourself home," Yvette dismissed her as she left the alley. Queenie chased after her and shouted, "Teacher Jordan, you have to trust Chuck."

The look in Yvette's eyes turned cold once again. "It isn't about my trust in him. I'll forgive everything he does as he's the only closest person I have left. He's still young, it's only natural for him to give in to temptations. But, he will always be mine. Mine!"

"Yes, Teacher Jordan, he's yours," Queenie breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she could not help but wonder what Yvette had gone through when she saw the blood streaks in Yvette's eyes.

"Teacher Jordan, it seems like Chuck has left the town. Probably for more than 20 days," Queenie continued.

Yvette turned around and asked, "For more than 20 days? What's he going to do?"

"I don't know. He didn't tell me," Queenie's fear for Yvette had dissipated a bit. Concerned about Yvette's injuries, she advised, "Teacher Jordan, why don't we go to the hospital? You're injured." She could tell that Yvette might have been traumatized badly in the past few days, which eventually changed her personality.

Yvette turned down her suggestion. She walked to the end of the alley, staring at Hotel Luna. Chuck was unlikely to be in there. How else could she look for him then?

"Teacher, let's go to the hospital," Queenie was worried about her.

Yvette felt aching pain all over her body, and it almost crippled her. After all, she was a woman who never experienced such strenuous training before. She could stand here at this moment because she held on every ounce of her willpower!

"Since you're working part-time here, do you have any idea if my husband visits this place often?" Yvette asked.

"No," Queenie felt that Yvette was trying to winkle information out of her. She was trying to check if Chuck cheated on her again.

Yvette's eyes became gloomy. She was curious about who the person was that Chuck had wanted her to meet when he brought her here.

She continued, "Is the owner of this hotel a man or a woman?"

"A woman, I think." Queenie was a part-timer here, of course, she was aware that this hotel was bought by a woman named Karen Lee.

Yvette's heart missed a beat. "A woman? How old is she? Does she look older than 35 years old? Or perhaps 40 years old?"

"Teacher Jordan, how should I know that? I'm only working part-time here. Not many people in this hotel have personally met our boss," Queenie was telling the truth. How could she be acquainted with Karen? After all, she was just a part-time employee. There was no way she could encounter her!

Yvette could not figure out what had happened either.

All of a sudden, a shadow crept out of the alley. It was an old man! Yvette became vigilant at once.

She pulled Queenie behind her and questioned, "Who are you?"

"Well done! Your willpower is much stronger than I expected!" Levi smiled.

"Were you the one who locked me up?" Yvette's eyes were as cold as a leopardess', ruthless and unsparing.

"Yes, that's the kind of gaze I'm looking for! It seems that the results of locking you up for more than ten days are pretty promising. You are becoming crueler now. But without strength, it's just building castles in the air. With your current status, it's going to be difficult for you to even beat two ordinary men who have never undergo training." Levi sighed and continued, "Not without you sneaking up on them."

"It was you who locked me up! It was you! You let that person tortured me!" Yvette's eyes were bloodshot as the memories of her being tortured in the last ten days replayed in her mind.

She had suffered a lot since she was a child. She had put into so much effort in her studies and eventually gotten herself a place in a university, hoping that it could change her fate. She had gone through so much. However, the time she spent in school was absolutely incomparable to the miseries she experienced in the past ten days. During these ten days, ideas of giving up came into her mind multiple times, but her willpower made her persevere until now!

"No, I'm not torturing you. I'm training you, to strengthen your willpower!" answered Levi.

"To train me? What rights do you have to train me?" Yvette stared at him coldly. "What qualifications do you have to train me?"

Yvette picked up a brick, seeing a shimmer of danger flashing across Levi's eyes.

"Are you trying to sneak up on me again? That man's carelessness was the only reason that you managed to escape out of there. If he had been more attentive, you'd still be locked up and biting him. I must say that it was indeed a very good strategy to attack a man's crotch. However, when you become an expert fighter, you'd probably contemn people who use this method to win," said Levi, walking towards her.

Yvette immediately put herself on guard.

"Little girl, it's too bad that you're unlucky today! Now that you've seen me, you'll have to die!" Levi looked at her with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.

Queenie was petrified.

"Do you know how many women your so-called husband has?" Levi sighed, feeling regretful about the decision he made more than twenty years ago.

"I don't care! I don't care how many women he has. He's mine. I'll never allow you to talk bad about him!" Yvette stared at him menacingly. They were only a few feet away from each other.

Levi stood still. "You're really an idiot. Forget it! It's meaningless to tell you about it now. Do you want to know where he is?"

Yvette responded instantly, "Where's he?"

"He's in training, just like you. I have studied his physical qualities. He's of no match for you because she will never treat him the same way I treat you."

"B*stard, do you also lock my husband up and torture him? Go to h*ll!" Yvette roared, anger ignited in her like a fire.

Thinking about Chuck being beaten up and tortured like her made her smoldered with fury. On top of that, he could only have a meal once every few days. Her heart ached for him.

How could he take such a harsh treatment at such a young age?

She swung the brick in her hand at Levi's head. However, before she could hit Levi, he grabbed her hand tightly and shook his head.

"You must be quick! And accurate! You still have a long way to go!" Levi tightened his grasp and Yvette immediately dropped the brick in her hand due to pain.

"I did not lock him up. It's not the time yet." Levi paused for a while and continued, "I want you to do me a favor. If you succeed, then I'll consider letting both of you stay together. If you fail, you'll never see him again."

"What rights do you have to order me? I won't do it!" Yvette yelled.

Levi let go of her hand and answered, "You're in no position to refuse my proposition." Yvette took a few steps backwards and leaned against the wall.

Levi threatened, "If you don't want to do it, I'll kill him!"

"No!" Yvette was flustered. "Why do you do this to me? Neither my husband nor I have offended you. Let us go, please just let us go."

A desperate sadness enveloped Yvette. She naively thought that she had a chance to beat him after more than ten days of torture. However, Levi, who was right in front of her at the moment, was at least ten times stronger than the man who tormented her in the room. No way could she defeat Levi. Yvette flumped onto the ground, feeling powerless, pathetic, and exhausted.

Why did it turn out this way?

If Levi was able to capture her, it was only a matter of time before he caught Chuck.

"No, don't kill my husband. I'll help you. I'm willing to do it, only if you promise me not to lay a finger on him..." Yvette's tears streamed down her cheeks.