Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 757

Chapter 757

"Stay in your room and don't pry into my business!" After saying that, Peter hung up.

As he returned to the office, Esme grinned at him. "Why the long face? Did you fight with your dear little sister?"

Peter walked to the fridge to get a bottle of cold water and juice. He handed the juice to Esme. Then, he twisted open the cold water and gulped it down.

Esme continued saying giddily, "So it's true you've had a fight with her? But isn't she an obedient girl? I remember you saying that she has never fought with you and listens to whatever you say?"

"Stop acting so disgustingly!" Peter glared at her. "Remember. Never touch my family!"

"Why would I want to touch your family? You're the best amongst them. So it makes more sense for me to... touch you." Esme walked toward him and then sat on his lap. When she was about to hug his neck, Peter pushed her away.

Esme, sitting on the floor, looked at him tearfully. "Why did you do that?"

"I'm not in the mood!" Peter glared at Esme. Things had gotten complicated now that Sally knew about him and Esme. He had to make sure that Esme never caught wind of this. Or else, this mad, crazy b*tch would endanger Sally by involving her with their plan.

"Aw, come on. Don't be like that. You went to the police station to bail me out first thing in the morning. So I want to repay you. Why'd you push me away like that?" Esme sighed as she climbed to the sofa and laid on it.

"From the way you pushed me away, I would think you've found another woman to sleep with you."

"Just why on earth do you think I'd replace another woman? Esme, you've completely ruined me!" Peter glared at this woman with his furious eyes. He could not wait to choke this woman to death!

Yet she was all he could think of all day! He could not replace it in him to let her go. His "love" for her had mutated into something really perverse over the years!

"Oh my, you look so angry this morning. Who upset you, hmm?"

"I think you know that answer better than anyone!" Peter tossed away the bottle in his hand and rushed to Esme to grab her hair.

A glint of hatred gleamed in Esme's eyes when she felt hurt from him pulling her hair.

Yet she maintained her sensual, lascivious smile. "Mr. Hall, what's wrong?"

Still pulling on Esme's hair, Peter gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you go to Conrad's house? What did you do? Did you seduce him? You must have seduced him, right?! If not, why would be send you to the police station?!"

"Hey, it's not me. It was that idiot Elmo Moore. He was the one who allowed himself to get persuaded and did all those horrible things. And Conrad heard from Fia that I could be Esme Manning, so he asked to see me."

"Did you break your cover?" Peter's face turned grim.

"No. At first, things ended well and he asked his underling to send me home. Yet suddenly that underling insisted on bringing me to the police station to help with investigating Elmo."

When she thought about it, Esme could not help but feel afraid too. She did not know if anything went wrong. How could Elmo tell that she was Esme Manning just by looking at her from behind? She wanted so much to stab the man's eyes!

"Then why were your parents brought to Conrad's villa to meet you, huh?"

"It should be me asking you that question, don't you think?" Esme smiled as she slapped Peter's face.

"Do you have a death wish?!" Peter yelled at her.

"Hey, I did not slap that hard. What's there to be mad about? I should be the one who's mad at you. Weren't you supposed to keep them safely hidden somewhere? Why were they found by Conrad Maxwell? He even brought them over to threaten me!"

Esme then pretended to sob. "You have no idea how anxious and scared I was when I saw them! If Conrad hurt them before my eyes, I might actually kneel in front of him and ask him to stop! My cover could have blown from my desire to save them!"

Peter was getting irritated by Esme's sobbing. He let her go and then sat on the floor. "He could never hurt your parents."

Esme was stunned to hear this. "Why?"

Could it be that Conrad still had feelings for her? So he would love her parents as well? Esme's heart raced when she thought about this possibility.