Chapter 542

“Honey, what are you thinking about?” Richard asked, amused by her dazed expression. He gently flicked her forehead.

Tiffany glared at him. “You only know how to attract other women’s attention.”

“What?” Richard was stunned. “When did I attract other women’s attention?” The accusation felt unjust.

Tiffany snorted, looking away. “You know what you’re doing.”

Richard’s gaze hardened, settling on Grelle. It’s this woman again, he thought. Turning to his subordinates, he said coldly, “What are you waiting for? Throw her out.”

His subordinates immediately obeyed.

Grelle, still under Richard’s intense gaze, was startled by the order. “Mr. Hampton, have you forgotten I saved you twice? How can you be so heartless? Tiffany, that bitch, is the one who should be thrown out! She has ulterior motives and might stab you again!”

Richard’s expression turned chillingly cold. His smile was cruel. “Then I’m willing, too.” He would gladly endure anything, even death at her hands.

Grelle was stunned. He seemed cold and heartless, yet he gave all his love and gentleness to one person—someone who would never be her. Tears welled in her eyes.

She broke free from Richard’s subordinates. “I understand. I’ll leave myself.” She had been rejected repeatedly; she would at least maintain her dignity. Sobbing, she turned to go.

A demonic voice stopped her. “Leaving so easily?” Richard asked, a cold smile on his face. How dare she insult Tiffany and think she could escape without consequences? he thought. “Throw her to the back of the mountain.” A pack of wolves lurked in the most remote corner.

His subordinates carried out the order. Grelle struggled in vain. Soon, she was brought to the back mountain to an enclosure where a pack of wolves awaited. She rolled her eyes, nearly fainting from terror.

“Let go of me!” she cried. Seeing her fate sealed, she turned to Tiffany. “Tiffany, Tiffany, I’m sorry! I didn’t dare to scheme against you. Save me! I don’t want to die…”

Tiffany, surprised by Richard’s seriousness, tugged at his sleeve. “Are you really going to throw her in?”

“Of course.” Richard’s temper was notorious. For someone like Grelle, repeatedly crossing his boundaries, it was merciful not to kill her outright.

Tiffany sighed, remaining silent. Grelle, clinging to the metal door, cried louder. “Tiffany, I’m sorry! Please let me go! I won’t do it again…” She pinned all her hopes on Tiffany. “My parents are waiting for me! If I die, they won’t be able to live either…”

Tiffany frowned. Grelle is at fault, but not unforgivably. The village chief’s family is kind, and Grelle is their only child. It would be cruel to let them lose her. She tugged at Richard’s sleeve.

“Richard.”

“Call me honey.”

Tiffany gritted her teeth. “Honey.”

“Hm?” Richard’s face remained tense, but his dark eyes held unconcealed joy.

“Forget it. Let her go.”

“One sentence.”

Tiffany gritted her teeth. “Hubby, let’s forget it. Let her go!”

“My wife has spoken. How can I disobey?” Richard chuckled, gentleness softening his features. He waved a hand, and his subordinates removed Grelle from Royal Bay. The wolves stirred but retreated.

Grelle, still crying, was thrown out. Her voice trembled, “Thank you, Tiffany…” Her submissive demeanor starkly contrasted with her earlier arrogance.

Tiffany ignored her and re-entered the villa. She sensed a resentful gaze and turned to see Grelle trembling as she left. This lesson will likely keep her away from Royal Bay, Tiffany thought, dismissing the matter.

All the servants had retreated, leaving only Tiffany and Richard in the luxurious living room.

“Honey…” Tiffany thought, I need to coax him before telling him I’m leaving.

Richard, however, saw her unusual behavior. He raised an eyebrow. “Tell me, what are you going to do to upset me?”

Tiffany touched her nose. “Nothing! I… I just…”

“Just what?”

“Just want to go away for a few days.”

“How many days?”

“Three to five days, at most… half a month?”

Richard frowned, helplessness in his eyes. “Where? What are you doing?”

Tiffany had no intention of hiding her plans; she told him everything. He would discover her true identity eventually.