Ch. 136..140: OMG My Crippled Husband is a Hot Powerful CEO Chapter 136-140

Chapter 136: Chapter 136 – Should we deal with her?

Violet arrived at Alex’s mansion and was warmly greeted by the maids before Betty met her downstairs.

"Violet, Madam was brought in a while ago, sleeping, and I’m not sure it’s a good idea to wake her," Betty explained, knowing Violet was there for Joanna.

Violet smiled, already aware of the situation. "I know, but I need to speak with her, so I will wait downstairs."

No matter how tired Joanna was, she wouldn’t leave a party without informing Violet. Violet couldn’t just take Alex’s word for it, no matter how respectable he was.

Betty didn’t think it was right since Violet had always shared a room with Joanna. However, with Joanna in the master’s room, they couldn’t send Violet there. Nevertheless, Betty assigned one of the guest rooms to Violet.

"You don’t have to wait downstairs. The master and madam see you as part of the family, so I will prepare a room for you and get you something to eat.

Violet agreed with the room but not the food and spoke up when Betty had reached the middle of the stairs.

"I’m coming from the buffet, so no need for food. Some water will do, but I will wait here until Joanna wakes up, then I can go upstairs later."

Since she didn’t directly refuse the offer of going to one of the bedrooms, Betty did not insist on it and went ahead to prepare the room, just as one of the maids brought Violet water.

"Here, ma’am, your water." She looked nervous, but Violet was too tired to notice due to all the drama at the event.

"Thank you," she acknowledged as she gulped down the water and removed her shoes; the maid instantly picked them up. "I will send them upstairs to your room."

As the maid left, Violet lay on the sofa and began to play a game on her phone after deeming it too late to call Bennet to find out the exact emergency he was dealing with.

It wasn’t long before she began to feel uncomfortable.

At first, she ignored it, but when it intensified, she asked one of the maids to help with her zipper, and that was when the maid suspected a problem due to how Violet was sweating.

Ma’am, are you alright?" Care laced her voice as she asked. Violet was feeling strange and wondered what could have caused it.

She never felt this way unless she was with her man, and perhaps experiencing climax, but this desire seemed intensified, as if multiplied by ten. She felt like she was going to die if she didn’t have a man quickly.

The maid, not receiving any response, called out for Betty, who was already descending the stairs to inform Violet that her room was ready.

"Violet, what’s wrong with you?" the elderly woman asked. Violet knew she cared, but as she opened her mouth, she couldn’t bring herself to say that she was feeling aroused.

"It’s nothing. Just help me with my zipper," she replied.

Betty sensed something was terribly wrong for Violet to want to undress here. The bodyguards could walk in at any time, and there were cameras all over. Did she have no shame? Unless there was something wrong with her head.

"There are cameras, so I suggest we go upstairs," Betty urged. However, Violet sat on the sofa, snuggling a pillow as if she were making love to it.

Betty suspected something was amiss and was about to help her up the stairs when Alex arrived with Aiden.

The mere sight of Violet revealed that she had been drugged, confirming the betrayal. As Alex pieced together the situation, he realized that the only family members who had visited were Grandpa and Agnes.

Knowing Grandpa would not be involved, Alex concluded that Agnes was responsible.

As he pondered the situation, he considered a suitable punishment for Agnes and hoped that Grandpa would support his decision to ban extended family members from visiting.

Despite the sacrifices made to protect them, Alex felt betrayed by their actions.

"Violet," Alex called out worriedly, prompting her to stand up and embrace him. "Alex, thank God you’re back," she said. "I need your help, she added. I need a doctor," she slurred.

Before her body could collide with Alex’s, Aiden stepped in. "I will handle this. Go take care of your wife," he said. Alex hesitated but was grateful for Aiden’s intervention.

If Aiden hadn’t intervened, Violet might have tried to seduce Alex while under the influence of drugs but then, she had requested for a doctor and not for him to quench her fire, which meant she still had some sense in her.

However, should Joanna have awoke to see even the slightest form of closeness between them, that would not have been good.

Alex had only knocked Joanna out, so it shouldn’t be for long before she wakes up. However, the fact that Violet and Aiden had been intimate before made Alex question whether Aiden might take advantage of the situation.

"It might be best to take her to the hospital," Alex suggested as he noticed Violet pressing herself against Aiden and heard her words escalating the situation.

"I hate you so much, but I want you now," she said, already unbuttoning Aiden’s shirt with shaky hands. The maids were stunned, suspicious of Violet’s behavior, as she had always been dignified during her previous visits.

Alex realized things were spiraling out of control and turned to Betty, asking, "What did you give her?"

He wanted to identify the intruder in his house and hoped it wasn’t Betty, as her dismissal could lead to replacing all the domestic workers.

Betty, the matriarch of the household, held significant influence. "Nothing. Brea served her water," Betty recalled the incident when the maid brought water for Violet as she headed upstairs.

Since Violet had declined food, water was the only thing on her mind.

Alex’s expression darkened, and just as he was about to summon Brea, Jack entered and reported, "Sir, one of the maids was caught attempting to escape. Should we address this?"

 

 

Chapter 137: Chapter 137 - Tie her up

Alex smiled, though the smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. This puzzle was the easiest he had ever solved.

He was looking for an intruder and now, there was one trying to escape amidst all the chaos in the mansion, making her the perfect suspect.

"Bring her. I would like to ask her some questions," he instructed.

Interrogations usually took more time than necessary and Aiden could not sit around and watch when Violet needed immediate attention.

As much as he wanted to punish her, this was not the time because she was in this situation because of Alex’s despicable brother.

"I’ll take her upstairs," Aiden said, already headed up the stairs, feeling uneasy about Violet’s actions. Jack went to fetch the maid, but Alex was disturbed.

He wanted to be present to ensure nothing went wrong, despite trusting Aiden’s ability to provide basic first aid to Violet in her fragile condition.

"Okay," he reluctantly agreed. As Aiden carried Violet upstairs, the door to Alex’s room creaked open, and Joanna emerged, looking bewildered.

She was still in her party dress and couldn’t comprehend how she had ended up at home.

Waking up in the room alone and still in her dress from last night and her make-up still on, she instantly knew something was wrong as she would not have gone to bed that way.

Also, Aiden carried Violet in his arms, and her best friend, who had earlier called Aiden an asshole, appeared to be trying to seduce him. "What’s going on, Violet, why are you here?" Joanna asked, Aiden felt helpless, unsure of how to explain the situation to Joanna.

If Joanna discovered that her best friend had been drugged in her house, it could make her feel insecure. However, if they lied, Violet would likely reveal the truth once she regained her senses.

"Your husband is downstairs," Aiden replied. Violet perked up at the sound of Joanna’s voice and attempted to squirm out of Aiden’s arms.

"Joan, are you okay? You left without saying goodbye, and Alex mentioned you were tired, so I came to check on you."

Joanna observed Violet’s slurred speech and Aiden’s efforts to control her. Pins of worry pricked her as she asked seriously.

"What happened to you? Why are you speaking like that?" Before anyone could respond, Alex’s voice echoed from downstairs.

"Tie her up. I will return to handle her myself."

Joanna tensed, wondering about the situation and who Alex intended to confront. He quickly joined her, triggering a flood of memories in her mind, causing a headache.

"Angel, you’re awake," Alex embraced her, but she appeared distressed. Alex noticed her discomfort and directed Aiden to take care of Violet in a guest room.

"Alex, what’s going on? How did I get here, and what’s wrong with Violet?" Joanna pulled away, seeking answers. Alex hesitated, reluctant to deceive her further, as concealing his true identity as Salvador was already raising suspicions.

"Let’s go inside and talk," Alex suggested.

"No, you can’t do that to me again. What was it even?"

All she could remember was feeling a strange pain in the back of her neck before everything went dark.

"Nothing like that would happen. Logan was confusing your mind, so I had to take action to keep you focused," he explained, leaving Joanna feeling even more confused.

"I don’t understand. What did you do to me, and why are they tying her up?" she asked anxiously. When Alex noticed the fear in her eyes, he felt a sense of despair.

Without a word, he opened the door and pulled her inside. Despite her attempts to resist, he closed the door securely behind her.

Joanna was still wary of him. "Don’t come any closer. I preferred you in your wheelchair."

She had no idea how much her words pained him, but he composed himself and began to explain.

Joan, this is a contract, and if you adhere to the rules and stop asking so many questions, our relationship will improve."

Joanna felt disheartened when he mentioned the contract. Sometimes, things went so smoothly that she forgot about it.

"I’m sorry for interfering in your life. Let me move back to my room, and you can do me a favor by telling me what happened to Violet."

Alex hesitated, unsure of where to begin, and living in separate rooms seemed impossible at the moment.

"Agnes has a spy in this house, so living in separate rooms is not an option. We have only been able to apprehend the one who drugged Violet. Agnes is trying to use her to drive a wedge between us, but I don’t know if there are more spies."

Joanna could tell when Alex was serious, and this was one of those moments. She felt disheartened about the situation.

"Can you find them new jobs and replace them?" Joanna asked, uncomfortable living under the same roof with an untrustworthy person.

Alex forced a smile and elaborated, "The agency can also be bought over, remember? The devils we know are better than the angels we don’t know. Let’s handle this situation carefully, and in the end, we can stage some minor disagreements to show that we are not compatible and part ways."

Joanna’s heart sank at the last part of Alex’s explanation. While she pondered how the charade would end convincingly, Alex had already mapped out a plan.

Just like the fabricated moments of affection, they could simulate a tumultuous relationship and ultimately agree on a divorce.

Despite her efforts to follow the plan, Joanna felt a pang in her heart at the thought of a divorce.

"Alright. Since you have everything planned out, I’ll go check on Violet," Joanna said, Alex disagreed.

"I think we should both question the maid and decide what to do with her. After that, we can check on Violet together," he suggested, and Joanna agreed.

After all, it was a win-win situation. As they opened the door, they saw a maid carrying a tray of unfamiliar items towards the room where Aiden had taken Violet.

Unable to contain her curiosity, Joanna asked, "What are those items for?"

Chapter 138: Chapter 138 – Save Yourself from Torture

The maid was startled, feeling as if she had done something wrong, and stammered, "I don’t know, Mr..."

Alex cut in, "It’s alright. Just go." The maid hastened, feeling relieved, as she had no idea what those items were going to be used for. Joanna’s curiosity was piqued, and she asked Alex,

"Is there something you are not telling me?"

Alex shook his head, surprised that Joanna didn’t know something so basic. "Why are you so naïve?" he asked. Joanna was confused as he explained, "Bread, hot sauce, and water can help knock out her hysteria."

"Oh," Joanna hummed, completely oblivious to such information since she had never been under such influence, and followed Alex downstairs.

Seeing one of the maids she liked so much with her hands and legs tied to a chair, she felt miserable.

"Will you start talking?" Alex’s voice lacked warmth, and the maid was afraid. She had always heard people talk about how ruthless her boss could be but had never been directly affected by it.

This looked like one of those times to make it happen, but then she felt her madam was soft and would save her.

Sir, I received a call about an emergency and had to rush home since Betty was busy. I planned to send her a message to update her as soon as I arrived home, but the security and bodyguards stopped me."

Alex chuckled bitterly. Why was it so difficult for people to be honest and confess, instead choosing to endure torture before doing so?

"Cut off her fingers," Alex ordered, causing Joanna’s eyes to widen. "What?"

Her reaction made Alex regret involving her. She was too soft for him, although her presence brought him joy.

Someone like Joan would never be as tough as her sister, Nancy. Perhaps if she had a different upbringing, things would have been different.

The maid was internally excited, but Alex said to Joan, "I think you should go upstairs because I’m going to cut off her fingers."

The maid’s eyes widened in terror, but Joanna felt pity for her. "Can’t you just confess and save yourself from this torture?" she asked.

Though she couldn’t bear to watch, Alex’s serious expression and Jack holding strange scissors made Joanna question why she was invited to witness this.

"Ma’am, it’s true, please believe me," the maid pleaded, her pitiful gaze fixed on Joanna, who found herself inclined to trust her.

Anyone would have believed her if Alex didn’t have a lead.

"Alex, I think she’s telling the truth. Please don’t be cruel," Joanna implored, but Alex remained resolute. This was a test for her, to see if she could handle his dark side, and she was failing.

"If I prove she’s lying, will you watch me chop off her fingers?" Alex challenged.

Joanna hesitated, torn between her compassion for the maid and the need to uncover the truth. "Are you truly innocent?" she asked the maid.

The maid nodded fervently, relieved that the madam believed her. However, Joanna realized there were two possibilities: either the maid was genuinely innocent, or she was deceiving them both.

"Yes, ma’am, I have an emergency, which is why I tried to leave without permission," the maid explained.

"Alright," Alex said, relieved that he believed her, and then asked, "Who served Violet water?"

The maid hesitated before responding, "It was me, sir. I didn’t hear you the first time."

Alex rephrased his question, "Who gave you the water to give to Violet?"

"I fetched the water myself, sir," the maid admitted, realizing there were witnesses present.

Alex remained composed and inquired further, "Who drugged the water?"

The maid’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly defended herself, "What if someone is trying to frame me? The glass must have been drugged without my knowledge."

Joanna felt reassured that she was correct until Alex asked one final question, "You mentioned receiving a call, may I see your phone?"

The maid, Brea, started sweating nervously, her lips tightly pressed together, and replied, "My phone is switched off."

"Give me her phone," Alex demanded from Jack, and Joanna began to realize that the maid had been deceiving them all along. She wondered how Alex would handle the situation before questioning the maid.

"Sir, this is her phone, and the last call was around four hours ago," Jack reported.

Brea was visibly shaking, tears welling up in her eyes. "I’m sorry. Madam Agnes said it was just a prank, so I shouldn’t let you know."

"You’ve been lying all this time, making a fool out of me," Joanna said, hurt evident in her voice. Alex was pleased to see her gaining a better understanding of the real world.

"At first, I only wanted to scare her by saying they would chop off her fingers, but now, for all the time wasted, it’s going to be done for real, and you, my Angel, will have to watch," Alex declared.

Joanna shook her head, realizing the severity of the situation. She had promised to stand by Alex, but witnessing such violence was beyond what she could bear. "I’m sorry, but I can’t watch."

As she tried to run, Alex caught her in his arms and spoke gently, "I will let you go on one condition."

"What condition is that?" Joanna asked anxiously, hoping to avoid witnessing the punishment Alex had in mind for the maid.

The harm was done to Joanna’s best friend, so her heart yearned for justice. "I hope you trust me more now," Alex said. Joanna smiled, realizing her trust in him had waned since learning he wasn’t crippled. "Sure."

"Get her out of here and let her face the necessary punishment. As for Agnes, I will deal with her myself."

Brea was horrified. With Joanna gone, she feared the worst and began pleading, "Ma’am, please forgive me."

Joanna turned around and looked at her with pity, but her words were resolute.

"My best friend deserves justice for what you did to her."

They walked hand in hand to see Violet, and Alex intentionally did not knock on the door, instead pushing it open. What they saw was too heavy for words.

Chapter 139: Chapter 139 – Will you kiss me if I eat it?

"Won’t you kiss me? Why are you being modest now?" Violet tried to forcefully kiss Aiden as he carried her to one of the guest rooms and called one of the maids to bring him bread, hot sauce, and water.

After gently placing her on the bed, she clung to his necktie, so he gently removed his blazer before taking her hand.

"Do this when you are in your right mind, and you will regret it," he threatened. Violet pouted, unfazed by his words.

"Who said I’m not in my right mind? I’m just feeling sleepy and hungry down there," she pointed at her pussy. Aiden chuckled.

This side of her was amusing, and as much as he wanted to be mad at her, he was moved with pity because of her situation.

After freeing himself and pulling away, he saw her rising from the bed and beginning to undress in front of him. It reminded him so much of their one-night stand together, but this time, it wasn’t just alcohol but something detrimental.

Being under the influence of drugs, he carried her to the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub filled with cold water.

Violet gasped, but the heat slowly dissipated. Aiden left her there when he heard a knock on the door, knowing it was the maid, and went to take the items from her.

Heading back to the room, he heard a phone ringing, but it wasn’t his. Tracing the sound, it was Violet’s phone, and the name of the caller annoyed him.

For a moment, he thought about answering it to ruin their relationship when he saw the name ’Ben,’ but then again, Alex would be upset when he finds out.

He waited a while, and after checking on Violet again, he was glad to see her in a towel. She had finished drying herself but was not completely sober.

The moment their eyes met, she hastened, tiptoed, and kissed Aiden on the lips.

Gently, he pulled away and offered her a piece of bread with hot sauce. "I’m not hungry," she refused. Aiden sighed, not wanting to force her but needing her to sober up completely before anything else.

"But you must eat it," he insisted. Violet refused until he brought it to her lips. "Please. It will help you feel better."

The softness of his voice touched her strangely, and her attraction for him grew.

"Will you kiss me if I eat it?" Violet asked, her fingers caressing his chest. Aiden held her hand. "Yes. If you eat it and still want me to kiss you, then I will."

Violet smiled and held his hand holding the bread and hot sauce, using it to feed herself. The moment she bit into the bread, she felt the heat of the sauce assaulting her taste buds.

"It’s too hot," she lamented, breathing through her mouth and reaching for the water.

"I said hot sauce," Aiden mused as Violet hungrily gulped down the water. Her arousal was slowly fading away, and her head was clearing.

"You can lie down if you want," Aiden encouraged her. She obeyed but wondered.

"What are we doing in the same room?"

Aiden smiled, glad she was regaining her senses. He sat beside her and began to gently massage her feet.

"It’s a long story, but I promise to tell you the details after you wake up."

The feel of his hands on her feet felt so good that Violet was drifting to sleep. "It feels good. Thank you," she said, still in her towel.

Aiden thought about getting Joanna to get her some clothes later, but as he sat beside her, watching her sleep like a baby, the door pushed open, interrupting the moment as Alex and Joanna stood frozen at the entrance.

At the sight of the couple, Aiden withdrew his hand as if it wasn’t there before.

"I shouldn’t have been so worried if I knew you were a gentleman," Alex teased. Aiden was a little embarrassed.

"I don’t know what you are talking about."

Not ready to let him have his way, Alex pointed out. "You were massaging her feet, and there is nothing wrong with that."

Joanna sat on the other side of the bed close to Violet’s head and caressed her hair. "Thanks for taking good care of her. That maid deserves to pay for what she did."

At the mention of the maid, Alex dialed Grandpa’s number, wondering if the old man was still at the hospital and got an immediate response.

"Don’t worry, Alex, I ensured everything was done."

Alex was stunned for a moment at the news before asking. "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

The old man chuckled from the end of the line and spoke directly. "Didn’t you want a part of your brother’s memory wiped for him to stop causing trouble? I made sure of it."

A sigh of relief escaped Alex, "It’s just temporal anyway but good for now." He hadn’t forgotten his reason for calling. "Grandpa, Agnes crossed the line, and I won’t let anyone stop me from getting even."

The old man smiled from the end of the line. He had suspected it when Agnes suddenly became a busybody at the mansion, asking the maids so many questions.

If she had sadly stepped on the lion’s tail, there was nothing Grandpa could do about it.

"I already gave you power the moment I handed it over. As such, I would no longer get involved in your administration, so take this as an exam. I’m not around anymore, but I will mark you based on your achievements after ten years, and then we shall know whether or not you deserve the position of the chairman."

Alex knew this but did not perceive it involved the family as a unit. "I know this, Grandpa, but you have always been the head of the family."

Grandpa chuckled at the end of the line. "The earlier you begin to see yourself as the head of the family, the better it would be for you. As such, you have the authority to deal with any family member as you would, so how would that be?"

The question rendered Alex speechless and also made him feel like an old man. His earlier thought of dealing so brutally with Agnes was suddenly questioned as he began to think like a father would.

"In that case, I’m going to cut off her allowances until she begins to exhibit good behavior," Alex said. Grandpa smiled at the end of the line in satisfaction.

The goal was to make better family members and not to erase them. Alex was learning faster than he imagined.

"I think I made the right decision in appointing you as the head of the family," he said honestly. Alex was a little confused and asked directly.

"Grandpa, you gave us tasks to accomplish, so anyone else would have assumed this role, right?"

Grandpa laughed for the first time at the end of the line before responding. "Oh, Alex, how could you not have seen what was so clear in the eyes of every family member?"

It was clear that Grandpa had from the onset decided to make him the CEO, but then, he recalled the arrangement for his marriage and asked again.

"If that be the case, then why did you insist that I get married before?"

Grandpa was slightly disappointed that Alex could not discern all this while that his destiny was set in leadership.

"It was your father’s wish for you to marry Adelaide, so I just capitalized on it. As for the extended family, I couldn’t let them know that I had a favorite, so I had to make things a little difficult for you," he confessed.

Alex was about to ask more questions, but as if Grandpa read his mind, he gave the exact response to the question he was about to ask without him even asking it.

"I also loved the marriage part because before then, you were more ruthless in your decisions. There comes a time in life when you have to blend ruthlessness with purpose, depending on the level of the crime," Grandpa explained, but his next words rendered Alex speechless.

"I know that you and Adelaide are in a contract marriage, so why do you think I still gave you the position?"

"You knew?" Alex was confused. "How?" Did it mean they didn’t play their roles well, or was Grandpa just too smart to be fooled?

"Alex, I hope that your reason for not wanting to settle down with Adelaide is worthwhile because if you lose her for good, I won’t be there to give you a shoulder. I’m not sure to even live up to the ten years I mentioned because of my health, and the chairman position would automatically be yours."

These revelations were too much for Alex, and the fact that Grandpa had not called him over and was doing it so casually on the phone put him on the edge.

"Grandpa, there are a few things I can’t tell you now, but please trust me. There are amazing surprises on the way."

"I trust you," Grandpa said and immediately ended the call. Alex was left dumbfounded by everything, and Aiden, noticing how his pal’s countenance suddenly changed, asked, "what did the old man say? You look like you’ve been reset."

Alex lifted his head, and his gaze darkened. "I need to call Edmund first."

Chapter 140: Chapter 140 – You are the joker

Joanna remained calm as she tried to understand her contract husband better.

His no longer being in a wheelchair gave him an imposing aura, but that was okay because he was no longer as cold to her as before due to all they had been through, especially during their fake honeymoon.

"Edmund, I want you to send a query to Agnes through the King’s family file and withhold all her benefits as soon as you get to the office tomorrow," Alex instructed.

Aiden’s eyes widened as only he understood the depth of this instruction. Agnes was not given the time to prepare and would only wake up to see her money frozen.

"Yes, sir," Edmund responded from the end of the line. Aiden shook his head. "I wonder if Edmund sleeps. He can’t even have a girlfriend because of you."

Aiden’s words, though a joke, struck a chord in Alex. This was the reason he preferred working with men so he wouldn’t have all the pregnancy and menstrual cramp excuses, but the harsh reality was beginning to hit him hard.

"You are right. I need to set timelines for my assignments for him," Alex said. Aiden was stunned. Though they had a few women on the team, Alex treated them differently because of their roles in their homes, but the men were more available every time, making his work easy.

"Since when did you begin to care about your employees’ personal lives?" Aiden asked.

Alex did not like all the arrows being thrown at him and decided to divert the topic of discussion.

"I have to admit that you did so well in calming your girlfriend," he pointed out. Aiden frowned deeply and retorted.

"She isn’t my girlfriend," he quickly denied it. Joanna was not surprised due to what Violet had told her, but it was understandable.

The fact that they slept together once didn’t mean they had to have something going on when the attraction broke along the way.

Alex chuckled. "Is that so? Then I guess you should leave now. She’s stable, and I can let my wife take care of her."

He was testing the words of his best friend, and it indeed worked because Aiden refused to leave Violet’s side. "I started, and I would finish it." His voice was stern, laced with determination.

"Aiden, you like Violet, don’t you?" Alex asked for confirmation. Aiden frowned and shook his head. This wasn’t his first one-night stand, so what made Violet so special?

"No. I’m only taking care of her because she’s a best friend to your wife. She’s not my type of girl and can never be." His words were sharp, unknowingly stabbing the heart of the sleeping woman on the bed.

Joanna was saddened upon hearing Aiden’s words, and her anger burned towards him. "You are indeed a jerk," she murmured. Aiden’s face reddened.

She didn’t want her to hear all that, but that was the truth. Violet was not a decent girl in the case of men, and that was what he hated about her.

It wasn’t about her personality, but maybe their first meeting also mattered, coupled with how she dumped money on him.

It all added to his unwillingness to see anything good about her.

Unknown to them, Violet was conscious and did not want to interrupt the conversation.

Aiden’s words hurt her deeply, and the gratitude she was developing for him earlier dwindled.

"I will stay here, Alex, if you don’t mind," Joanna said, not deeming it right for Aiden to stay behind to take care of her best friend, but Aiden refused.

"You should go to your room. Violet isn’t a kid, and no one is going to hurt her."

Joanna was disappointed due to how she had profound respect for Aiden for Alex’s sake.

His true character was rather repulsive, and she could not allow her best friend to be close to anyone like that. "I don’t want her to be with a hater."

Aiden knew he had crossed the line, but to him, that was the truth of the whole matter, and he deemed it right to not lie about it.

"With all due respect, Mrs. King, I will take very good care of your best friend." His earnest words only worsened matters because Joanna saw them to be rather taunting.

However, since Aiden was her husband’s best friend, she was unable to argue anymore, hooking her arm to that of Alex as they left the room together.

Reaching the door, Alex remembered something and promptly turned around, informing Aiden. "Don’t forget we have to be at Joanna’s handing over too."

He felt that the little exchange of words between Aiden and Joanna might deter Aiden from showing up.

However, the fact was, that Aiden was also one of his most trusted men, so his beef with Violet could not make him act irrationally in controversial matters.

"I won’t miss it," Aiden assured him.

The next day in one of the King Multinational offices, the CEO had not arrived and was not planning to because he was preparing to accompany his wife in the evening to take over her Company.

Agnes was in the office when she received a formal letter from the CEO’s secretary.

The content of the letter caused the color to drain from her face. This was exactly what she feared, but Alex still got the CEO position to her dismay.

At the thought, she called Logan on the phone. "Logan, your brother removed my allowance because of the plan."

Expecting Logan to sympathize with her and propose a solution, she was dumbfounded by the response when Logan stared at the screen of the phone on his hospital bed.

"Who are you, and what are you talking about?" He sounded irritated, causing Agnes to frown deeply from the end of the line.

She thought it was a joke. "Logan, get serious," she said seriously, but Logan was at a loss but also upset and confused for a strange woman to call and demand stupid things like for him to get serious.

"You are the joker. If you don’t have anything better to say, then hang up. I want to sleep."

Agnes felt as if she was going to die. Her husband was not in cahoots with this bit after the honeymoon issue, so her only accomplice was Logan.

If he also gave up on her, then there was nothing else to do. "Sleep? Where are you, Logan?" She was clearing her desk to go meet up with him wherever he was and was stunned by the response.

"At the hospital, I think."

"Hospital? Doing what? Which hospital?" Agnes needed answers, but since she wasn’t getting them, there was only one way.

The Kings had their private health facility, so she would just meet up with Logan there.

"I’m coming over," she said, but a strange voice spoke in place of Logan. "Mr. Alexander King has forbidden any unauthorized person from seeing his brother."

She recognized the voice to be that of their family doctor and asked seriously. "What do you mean by that? I’m family," she retorted. Perhaps the doctor was not recognizing her voice, but his response meant he did.

"I’m sorry, but until Alex says otherwise, you cannot see Logan."

Agnes could not challenge the fact that Alex had been the one to give the order. He was now the CEO.

However, Grandpa was still the family head, so she dialed the old man’s number after ending the call with Logan.

"Grandpa, Logan is behaving strangely."

Grandpa Aristotle did not hide anything from her. "I know, but that’s because he crossed his elder brother," he said calmly, but Agnes was not liking the response.

"Grandpa, he froze my allowances. You are the family head. Please do something."

"So you would be of good behavior? I support," Grandpa responded casually, adding, "Besides, Alex is now the family head."

Grandpa’s words drained Agnes of the very air she breathed. "Grandpa, this isn’t fair."

"I know, but it’s better than death," he pointed out. Agnes stiffened at the end of the line. Indeed, Alex was so ruthless, that he could indeed do worse than that, but she was smart enough to get the clear message.

"Does it mean I would regain everything after putting on good behavior?"

"If the change is genuine, I doubt Alex wouldn’t reconsider."

Deflated, Agnes ended the call and called Alex on the phone. "What is your criteria for good behavior and how do I regain my frozen allowances?"

At the end of the line, Alex was just waking up from bed since he intended to work from home until evening to be there for his wife’s handing-over ceremony.

It wouldn’t be as big as his, but he was determined to give her all the support she deserved.

Being awakened by the call, he was only careful to not wake his wife, speaking in a hushed tone, his leisurely response paling Agnes.

"Well, that depends on how fast you grow, but for the next three months, it won’t be paid."

"What? Why?" Agnes was almost in tears.