My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 761

Valeria just spat out her thoughts and had no intention of listening to Skyler’s explanations. So, after she finished talking, she hung up the phone quickly.

Skyler being kicked out by the Reed family was the best news ever!

She’d have to be completely bonkers to let her husband help Skyler!

Clyde seemed to be in a sour mood. He held his phone tight and frowned as he said, “What on earth are you talking about?”

Valeria replied impatiently, “What’s the problem? Isn’t what I’m saying the truth? Kaylee stirred up trouble and ran to our house. Liam busted our door in order to catch her, and he even injured your son! Why should we get involved in their family drama? Instead of solving the problem, we brought more trouble upon ourselves, and no one seems to appreciate our good intentions.”

Clyde clenched his jaw and took some time before replying, “You don’t have to be so harsh.”

Valeria retorted, “I have been quite polite, actually. How did Skyler treat us when your older brother was still alive? Why should I repay evil with kindness? If it involves the Reed family’s interests, we can help. But this is their family issue; why should we intervene?”

“A few days ago, I made plans with Janis to have afternoon tea with Claire to create opportunities for the kids. But she messed up my plans with the excuse of a reunion with old classmates! How many of your older brother’s classmates does she even know? Isn’t she trying to match up Liam and Claire? You are helping her now, but once she gets through this rough patch, we’ll be the first ones she’ll turn against!”

at a loss for words

scheming ways all

company was becoming too significant to ignore. If Liam formed an alliance with the Garcia family, his position in the company would be in jeopardy.

some deep thinking, Clyde finally said, “Let Wesley spend more

expression softened slightly.

was left with

delivered her and her stuff

awakened early in the morning by a

watching a show and was so tired that she called her

takeout

equally exhausted. But the mention of takeout immediately revived her. She replied with an energetic “Okay” and hopped out

but froze

delivering something at the door,

of professionally dressed, good–looking men and women. They were holding a pile of clothes in dust bags, and Trisha’s

of them politely asked, “Is

Trisha nodded.

“You guys are…”