The Hidden Billionaire

CHAPTER 8

Ava looked at Thomas with annoyance. "He's not some random old man. You should be more polite, you never know, he might help us out of poverty."

Hearing Ava’s words, Thomas felt upset but didn’t say anything. He watched as Ava took out her makeup and touched up her face. He frowned and asked, “Where are you going now?”

"Mind your own business! What are you doing here in the first place? It must mean something went wrong at work. Typical useless man," she shot back. Thomas fell silent at her words.

Looking at her impatient demeanor, he couldn't shake off the thought that Ava had dressed up beautifully today. Was she going to meet someone?

But why was she being so secretive about it? With suspicion in his voice he asked, "Who exactly are you going to see?"

"What are you talking about? I'm going to see someone because of you! If you weren't such a failure, I wouldn't have to go meet another man," she snapped. Thomas' anger boiled over at her words. He never expected her to be cheating on him, he stepped closer, grabbed her shoulder, and said in a low voice. "If you go meet him, I swear I'll break your legs."

Ava pushed him off. " Ava pushed him off. “Pathetic! This is all your fault. I told you already you can’t stop me.

She walked away while Thomas stood there, fists clenched, his face hard. He refused to let her embarrass him. So, he followed her and saw her get into a car that took her to a hotel.

"Well, Ava, it seems you've been sneaking around behind my back. Just wait until I confront you about your little affair," Thomas thought as he was about to enter the hotel. Suddenly, a mocking voice came from behind him.

"Ah, isn't that my brother-in-law? What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you here."

He turned to see Avril, Ava’s sister, standing with a big, muscular guy. Thomas replied coldly, “Long time no see, Avril.”

"Hah!

You don't even deserve my sister don’t act like we are close,” she said with a smug smile and, Who do you think you are calling me by my name? She sneered, her red lips curling into a cold smile as she spat the most venomous words. Thomas shot her a glare, his fists clenching tightly. He could handle her insults, but he would never allow anyone to harm his daughter. The woman flinched slightly, instinctively curling up against the man beside her.

Avril pitifully said, "Babe, look at him! I only said a couple of things, and he's already trying to get angry with me. Can you see? He looks like he wants to hit me!"

The man immediately stepped forward and said, his towering height nearly matching Thomas's. He glared at Thomas and said, "You little punk, if you dare lay a hand on my woman, I won't let this go."

Seeing the pathetic figure before him filled Thomas with a sense of superiority. He smirked and replied, " Where did you see me trying to hit her? You might need to check your eyes.”

"Avril scoffed, You're just a gold digger. Let me tell you, you're not worthy of my sister. Do yourself and everyone a favor divorce my sister."

"That’s not up to you to decide. You look all good on the outside, but inside you have an ugly heart. If you have some time, you should wash that ugly face of yours, so you don't embarrass yourself out here." Hearing his words, Avril’s face turned a deep shade of red. Her finger trembled as she pointed at Thomas, unable to say a word.

All she could do was glare at him with resentment. "You little brat, my dad's

birthday is in a few days. I'm curious to see what you'll bring to win his favor, broke fool."

With that, she held her man’s hand and walked away. Thomas stared after them, his eyes dark. He didn’t even know if he wanted to go to that birthday. But he quickly remembered Ava and rushed into the hotel.

The place was cozy and romantic flowers, candles, soft lighting. It wasn’t some business place. And sure enough, he saw Ava smiling at a fat, greasy old man. As he took in the scene, Thomas's expression changed.

Seeing that, Thomas was furious and stormed over.

"Thomas?

Ava looked shocked when she saw him. She pulled him aside and whispered, “What are you doing here?”

"I should be asking you the same thing.

You're all dressed up so nicely today, are you here to meet that old man?"

Hearing Thomas's sarcastic tone, Ava felt a surge of anger bubbling inside her. She scoffed dismissively.

"Yeah, if you were capable, you'd be the one making money for us. Instead, you can't even earn a decent living, and you want to stop me from making money? I've worked so hard for this family, you have no idea how much I've sacrificed."

As he listened to her, Thomas's frown deepened. He gritted his teeth and replied, "Even so, you shouldn't compromise your dignity by associating with a man like that." Ava had been holding back her anger, but Thomas's words pushed her over the edge. She nearly screamed, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing to do with him, our relationship is strictly business!"

"You're alone with a man in a private room, and this restaurant doesn't exactly scream professionalism. If you say nothing is going on between you two, who do you think will believe that?"

As Thomas spoke, Ava's frustration grew even more intense. She nearly shouted, "If my husband had even a little bit of ability, I wouldn't be here! Do you think I want to be in a place like this? I'm telling you, I don't have anything with him!"

Thomas looked at the old man and saw the creep staring at Ava’s chest. Disgusted, he stepped in front of her.

"Let go off me, she shouted. I don’t have time for this.”

“You’re coming home with me,” he said firmly.

“Are you crazy? I’ve been working on this deal for months! If you ruin this, we lose everything.”

“I don’t care! You’re coming home with me!”

Ava was furious. “Emma is sick because you can’t earn money! Do you think I like dressing like this to deal with sleazy clients?”

Thomas gave a cold laugh. “Fine. How much is the deal? I’ll get the money for you.”

She looked at him like he was joking. “Over a hundred thousand.

Thomas felt bad. Ava had been working so hard for their family. He regretted yelling but didn’t know how to say sorry. He just said, “I’ll help this time.”

Ava looked surprised for a second but shook it off. “Forget it. I’ll handle it myself. Don’t wait for me tonight, I’m not coming home.”

She walked back to the client, leaving Thomas standing there, heart heavy and full of regret.