Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Chapter 40

Silver's POV

I stared at my best friend in disbelief. I couldn't have heard her correctly. She wanted to get revenge on my husband?

"Revenge?" I asked her, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. "What do you mean by that?"

She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to me from the other side of the table.

"Yes," she said, that look of mischief never leaving her eyes. "We should do something that'll hurt him like he hurt you."

"I don't want to stoop to his level," I said, folding my arms across my chest. "It doesn't feel right."

She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she thought about what we should do. Then I saw the light bulb flashing above her head and her eyes grew large.

"I know exactly what we should do," she said, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. "His ego is huge; everybody knows that. So, why don't we knock him off his pedestal?" I raised my brows.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, suddenly intrigued.

"You told me that you painted another portrait of him, right? A nude one?"

her boldness, but I

grew wide like the Cheshire

to

could do pretty much anything to a painting; I was that good at what I

rubbing her hands together like some kind

I asked, my brows knitting

"Alter his man bits so it's smaller

very serious face for a moment, disbelieving what I just heard her say. My face was on fire, and I knew it was as red as a cherry. My mouth hung open as she leaned back in her seat and grinned like she just had the best idea in

stunned to say anything. Then, the imagery of Elliot with a small manhood in the portrait hanging in our bedroom came into my mind

getting strange looks from those around us. I covered my mouth

you like that idea?" She said, smiling at

tears from my eyes; it felt

something like that? That's

beamed at the

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