Chapter 16 His Legs are Shorter than the Chair

[Anna, are you judging a contest for the disabled?] Raphael Bailey sent another text message.

Anna Jadwin looked around. Damn it, was he spying on her again?

"Are you that bored? How long are you going to secretly record me?"

"Interesting moments like these must be captured and sent to my brother. He's boring and introverted; how else can he get to know you?"

It turns out that all of these were being sent to Wayne Bailey.

Anna Jadwin finally found the hidden camera and provoked, "Wayne Bailey, I know you can see this. If your family doesn't leave me alone, I'll expose all your secrets and let you be discredited..."

Raphael Bailey's hearty laughter rang out, "What kind of secrets does my brother have?"

"He hasn't touched a woman in 28 years and likes being dominated in bed..."

Presidential suite.

In front of Wayne Bailey lay a Supreme Lunchbox, a luxurious lunch that had just been delivered by a servant.

He had grown accustomed to dining alone and coldly, while flipping through a pile of data and reports...

But today was different—

One video after another was sent by Raphael Bailey.

Wayne Bailey's dull lunchtime became somewhat interesting. Watching this woman's various expressions and her shocking words...

[Her legs are shorter than a chair. So it's not that she's short, it's just that I'm too tall?]

[Umm...]

[If her looks are as rough as fried rice crust, how am I supposed to settle?]

[Anna, it was you who said you would accept everyone.]

[This rotten cabbage can only be uprooted by a pig. But you brought me a group of wild boars!]

[So what do you want, for Wayne Bailey to get drunk and blind again?]

[I'm self-aware, and I would take him to get his eyes treated.]

How many years had it been since Wayne Bailey laughed?

[Which one is the best?]

[The first one, even though he's short when standing, he's quite tall when sitting...]

When the assistant came in to deliver documents, he saw the cold smile on the CEO's face and almost tripped.

The good times didn't last, as the situation changed shortly after—

[Wayne Bailey, I know you can see this. If you don't control your family, I'll expose your secrets and let you be discredited...]

As Wayne Bailey leisurely sipped his coffee, his smile was faint, and his body showed royal arrogance.

[He has a severe foot odor, unbearable and stinking breath!]

"Does my brother have foot odor? Bad breath?"

"He also has a habit of farting when he's nervous..." Anna Jadwin blatantly lied.

Raphael Bailey knew she was talking nonsense, but he still laughed uproariously, pounding the table. The video was perfect for his brother.

"He doesn't touch women because when he's making LOVE, he can't help but fart non-stop."

"Country Girl, you're quite gutsy. Do you know the consequences of slandering Mr. Bailey like this?"

"The consequence is they'd better stay away from me. If they keep bothering me, I'll put all these lies into an article and send it to all the major newspapers."

Wayne Bailey's face grew dark with anger, gradually turning black as coal.

"Do you think any newspaper would dare to print it?" Raphael Bailey laughed, gasping for breath. Anna Jadwin was the boldest woman he'd ever met.

He wanted to crack open her skull and see how her brain was wired.

"Then I'll print it as a poster, paste it all over the streets, and let everyone know." Anna Jadwin bit her lip, "I even have a title in mind: Mr. Bailey's Chain of Farts During a Night of Passion Almost Kills Bed Partner..."

"Puhahaha... "

Anna Jadwin moved the phone away from her ear.

Was it that funny? She didn't have the energy to deal with the Baileys any longer...