2026-02-15 07:40:38A sudden idea and solution flickered in his thoughts.
He said to Lynda, “In that case, drive me to the Woods Mansion.”
“Isn’t that where your ex lives?” Aileen asked.
“It is. But I got a plan.” Chris said with a smile on his face.
Then he continued, “I’m going to need a little favor from you.”
The two girls looked at him suspiciously.
“What help?” Lynda asked first.
“Can you hook me up with some fake TNT props?”
“What!?” the two ladies exclaimed.
“If I may ask, for what?” Aileen asked
“Bring your ears, ladies.” Chris said as he smiled.
Then he whispered something into their ears.
The two of them gasped.
“This new underboss is one smart guy. I like him already.” Aileen muttered to herself.
Lynda drove to the Woods family mansion in no time.
As he collected the gun from them, he smiled.
“Thanks for your help, ladies. I’ll see you later.” Chris said as he waved at them.
“Goodluck, boss.” They said to him happily.
As Chris walked into the Woods mansion, the first person he saw was Veronica.
She had just finished having her bath and was tying her bathrobe well when she looked up to see Chris.
She gasped in shock, “Oh!”
She turned her back towards him.
Chris’s Rom eyes activated and he was shocked with what wonders the eyes could see
“Wait! I can see through her clothes?” he asked himself.
“The power of the eyes of Rom is X-ray vision?” he grinned as he muttered to himself.
“Chris Greene. What are you doing here? You and Charlotte are divorced, remember?” Veronica asked.
“We are. You know? That’s true. But I was her lawfully wedded husband so that gives me a legal right to her assets, so… all I want is $50 million and I’ll be on my way.” Chris said coolly.
Veronica laughed at him, “ $50 million? Are you insane? Out. Now!”
“I’m not here to argue with you. I’m going to speak with Charlotte.” Chris dismissed her.
Before he could go through, Veronica tried to stop him.
Chris pushed her to the couch, her ass facing him.
His Rom eyes activated again and he could see her naked butt.
He couldn’t help himself as he slightly pressed it.
“Chris Greene! You better not be trying anything funny.” Veronica warned him.
Chris chuckled as he yanked her head to the bad, “You seem to enjoy having your way with me. Maybe I should return the favor.”
He spanked her ass loudly.
She moaned softly.
“If Charlotte finds out about this, she will never forgive you. I’m still technically your mother-in-law. We shouldn’t.” Veronica said as she tried to come to her senses.
“Really?” Chris spanked her again. “That’s not what you said last night in bed.”
“What are you...” before Veronica could finish, Chris cut her off.
Charlotte saw them from the stairs and rushed down, “Stop!”
“Chris, you disgust me. Let her go right now.” Charlotte shouted.
“Look who decided to join the party?” Chris grinned.
“I said, let go of her.” Charlotte said again.
“I will… if you uh… if you give me $50 million.” Chris said.
“No way. The best I can do is 1 million. Take it or leave it.” Charlotte said, folding her arms.
“Wow! You hear that?” Chris asked facing Veronica.
“You helped her with her twisted plan to divorce me and you’re still only worth a measly 1 million.” Chris mocked her.
“Shut up!” Charlotte snapped. Then she clapped her hands, signaling for her boys to come down.
In no time, they came with their guns.
“Last chance. Let Vee go or my men will turn you into Swiss cheese.” Charlotte said with an attitude.
Chris smirked, “You are going to shoot me? Go ahead! If anyone’s not leaving this room alive, it’s you guys.”
Charlotte looked at him intently. Then signaled to her men that they shoot him.
Chris panicked, “Wait… wait… wait…”
“What? You scared, baby boy?” Charlotte said with a grin
“Never again, Charlotte.” Chris said as he opened his shirt and the bomb came in view.
Panic rose in everybody’s heart.
They all shifted back.
“Do I look scared to you, Charlotte?” Chris asked as he held the switch of the bomb in his hand.
“Chris, you’re insane.” Charlotte said softly.
“Yeah. Yeah. I’m insane. A total nutjob. And you? You’re a Wood. The precious heir to your family’s multi-billion dollar fortune. You see, I’m an orphan, Charlotte. A simple commoner with no money or power. What do I have to lose? I’ll gladly walk back into hell if it means taking you down with me.” Chris said with a determined look on his face.
He stepped forward, as if he was about to press the button.
“Fine!” Charlotte snapped.
“I’ll give you what you want. My family’s money is mostly from investment. It’s not like I actually have $50 million on me right now.” She replied.
“Well, then. How much do you have?” Chris asked immediately.
“$20 million?” Charlotte responded softly.
“Deal!” Chris said happily.
Immediately, one of Charlotte’s men brought a black card in and Charlotte gave it to him.
Chris smiled at her, “It was good doing business with you, Charlotte. See ya.” He said happily as he walked away.
As he held the card in his hand, he smiled triumphantly and threw the fake bomb away.
As the scene played in his head again, he couldn’t help but smile.
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