Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1456:

Kallie’s smile faded, replaced by a cold, emotionless mask. Jake’s assistant, standing nearby, dabbed at his brow, a thin sheen of nervous sweat forming. He leaned in, whispering urgently to Kallie, “Mrs. Reeves, this is one of Mr. Reeves’ partners in the new venture. Truth be told, Mr. Reeves isn’t particularly fond of him. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Mr. Reeves knows exactly what happened here. Please, don’t let this man get to you.”

Kallie’s lips curled into a sneer. “Don’t let him get to me?” she purred, her voice laced with sarcasm. “Why would I be offended by him? I’m sure he didn’t mean it.”

With that, Kallie calmly picked up her glass of water and made her way toward the man.

The man, noticing her approach, puffed out his chest and adjusted his suit jacket, a smug expression plastered on his face. He even had the audacity to slide a bank card across the table toward her. “Don’t get too excited,” he said with a wink. “It’s not a fortune or anything, just a little something to, you know, help things along. No need to mention it to Mr. Reeves. Just a small gift from one understanding gentleman to another.”

Kallie’s eyes flickered down to the bank card, a wave of amusement washing over her. “A gift?” she echoed, her voice dripping with disdain. “Well, I have a gift for you too. Though I’m not entirely sure you’ll appreciate it.”

The man, completely misreading the situation and blinded by his own arrogance, flashed a lecherous grin. He failed to notice the icy glint in her eyes.noveldrama

Eagerly, he extended his hand, only to be met with a different kind of “gift” altogether—a glass of water poured straight into his face.

Kallie considered herself merciful. After all, she could have used boiling water.

The man froze, momentarily paralyzed by the shock. Then, his face contorted with rage. His fists clenched, and he glared at Kallie, a mixture of humiliation and fury burning in his eyes. His face turned a shade of crimson, bordering on comical. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he sputtered, his voice choked with fury.

Kallie arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a serene smile playing on her lips. “Isn’t it obvious? It’s my gift to you. As for this card…” she drawled, delicately plucking the bank card from the table and frowning as if it were contaminated. “This paltry sum wouldn’t even cover a fraction of my weekly manicure. Don’t insult me.” With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the card at his face.

The man’s face contorted with fury, his body practically vibrating with rage.

A stunned silence descended upon the meeting room, every eye fixed on Kallie in disbelief.

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Only Jake’s assistant remained remarkably composed. Having been by Jake’s side for years, the assistant knew better than to underestimate Kallie. This was no shrinking violet. This was a woman who could hold her own. He even suspected she was holding back, perhaps because this was a new venture, and she didn’t want to cause unnecessary drama.

And he was right. Kallie was playing the long game. Ignoring the daggers the man was shooting her way, she turned and strolled back toward her seat, her voice light and unconcerned. “If you can’t stomach this humiliation, I suggest you leave now. Your disrespectful behavior has already sealed your fate. I’ll be informing Jake that you’re not someone we want to be associated with. Do yourself a favor and leave voluntarily. It’ll be far less embarrassing than being forcibly removed by security.”

The man shot to his feet, sending his chair clattering to the floor. “You bitch!” he snarled, his voice dripping with venom. “Do you have any idea who I am? Your husband wouldn’t be able to operate a lemonade stand in this city without me, and you’re trying to throw me out? Get him out here! I want to talk to him!”

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