My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

"Mom, why don't you talk? Where are you? Where's dad?" Steven's voice came from the phone.

At this time, Randell blinked his eyes as he curled up on the floor. Suddenly, the man got up from below. All he wanted to do was talk, then everyone could hear Steven cheerfully telling him about his day. "Mom, Hans is also fine here. The two of us have been playing and hanging out with Brother Clifford for the past two days."

"Oh really?" Trisa just felt her blood clot. From what Steven's said, she understood that her son had been watched and escorted without them knowing it.

They had fun together in the last two days ? Was this a new form of kidnapping? 

Steven, still as innocent as his father, didn't know anything about the matter. He just laughed happily when he heard Trisa's question. "Mom, when brother Clifford returns to Indonesia, you have to buy him a meal!"

At this point, the phone was muted by Jean.

Trisa could feel her face starting to pale...

Only heavy breathing could be heard in the stagnant atmosphere, the waiting room fell into dead silence.

Randell was pacing around the table and looking up at Jean, then he asked anxiously, "What will you do to my son? If you dare to hurt him, I will not forgive you!"

Trisa was no less emotional. Her breathing became heavier, affecting the wound at the bridge of her nose.

After Randell finished speaking, no one answered.

But the stagnant atmosphere broke once Simon raised his voice after he had been sitting still for a long time. He wiped his face with both hands and a hint of clarity returned to his eyes. 

"Randell, sit down and don't talk nonsense. I believe that Jean is a wise man, he must have had his own intentions until he got into your son. Sit and be quiet, don't speculate wildly!" He said.

The old man's words were very straightforward.

With such an attitude, Simon seemed to be defending Jean, but he implicitly drew the line to protect his family.

Even though Randell felt unhappy, he could only sit on the side with a grim expression on his face.

At this time, Trisa's nervousness could not be relieved.

She couldn't calm down when she thought of Jean's bodyguard near her two sons.

They really threatened her by using her two sons to force her to make choices.

Trisa's nails tightly squeezed the table's top, only the pain could calm her. "You... Don't involve my two children. They are still children, they have nothing to do with this! Why do you have the heart to do such despicable things?"

What Trisa said made Mellisa laugh.

With her crisp laugh drifting loudly in the room, Trisa turned her head nervously. She could hear Mellisa saying sarcastically, "Why do you look worried like that? Are you afraid we will do the same thing you did to me and Lilia to your children? What's the difference between me and Lilia and your children? Aren't we both innocent? But why do you have the heart to do it? What was it that made you able to do those cruel things to me and Lilia?"

Trisa was speechless.

Mellisa slowly raised her eyebrows, noticed her trembling expression, then softly said a few words, "Auntie, can you tell me the truth?"

This was a strong threat.

Trisa's fingers immediately clenched. Her eyes showed her struggle, she couldn't do anything but surrender.

At this moment, Simon sighed with a changing face. "Trisa, if you want me to save you, tell us everything you know. If not, we'll be leaving soon and we won't care about you anymore."

"Dad!" Richard and Randell looked at him and shouted at the same time.

Even if Trisa didn't say anything, they could understand that everything happened to Mellisa and Lilia was related to her.

Such a cruel and dishonest woman, how could Simon still want to save her?

The old man raised his hand to signal them to be quiet. Then he looked at Trisa, waiting for her answer.

When Randell saw this, he hurriedly got up and grabbed Trisa's wrist. He demanded, "Trisa, hurry up and tell me everything! Father will definitely keep his promise! After you tell me everything, we can go home together!"   

In this room, the only person who cared about Trisa was Randell.

His urging voice filled with worry, Trisa looked at him and lowered her eyelids with a wry smile.

A few seconds later, she was sniffing with a languid expression, and laughing loudly. "Alright then, allow me to cheer everyone up!"

Trisa had to compromise for the sake of her children abroad. No matter how much she hated him, in the end, she was still the mother of his two children.

She could do it to Janice's daughters, but she couldn't help herself knowing that her two sons were in danger.

Trisa looked around her and looked at everyone, then her gaze was finally fixed on Janice's face with deep hatred.

"I hate you!"

Janice's expression wasn't clear. She wanted to ask why, but her voice was intercepted because it was difficult for her to speak.

Trisa looked at Janice's stupid face and gave a hoarse sneer. "If only you were not around, I would've been married to Richard!"

In an instant, everyone took a breath.

Even Randell, who treated her with all her heart, dropped his jaw and forgot to comment.

Richard was stunned by the confession, but then he scolded with a serious face. "Trisa, what are you talking about? When I was with Janice, I didn't know you at all!"

"Yes!" Trisa nodded calmly. "You don't know me, but I... I know you from the start!"

She then looked at Simon. "Dad, when I was 18 years old, I went to talk to you about my love life, do you still remember it?"

Memories flashed through Simon's eyes. It had been around thirty years, his memories were very hazy.

When Trisa saw his reaction, she immediately smiled sarcastically. "Looks like you don't remember it! No problem, because I'll always remember it."

"At that time, I was a well-known trader in the capital city of Jakarta. I have countless fans and many men who chase after me as if I were a diamond. I'm so proud of myself, and everything fell apart because of you, Janice! If you weren't around, then the person who married Richard at that time would have been me! Yes, me! And not a slut like you!" She added with rage.

Trisa's anger suddenly rose, even her expression looked really terrible.

She walked to Janice step by step, her eyes full of hatred. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have married this trash man. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been laughed at by everyone for over 20 years!"

"I used to have everything, but with your presence, I couldn't marry the eldest son of the Irwan family. Do you know that this failure is the only joke in my life?" She said, yelling.

"Janice, do you think I deserve this humiliation? You have taken everything from me. Pride, honor, reputation, you took everything from me! Then you want me to keep quiet and watch you live happily? What's wrong with making you pay for the misfortune I got!" Trisa exclaimed.

There was no lie in her words, Trisa told her true feelings that she had been hiding all this time. It was as if everyone in the room were seeing a ghost who had come to take lives.

Every word and sentence coming out of her lips was filled with hatred towards Janice, it was also revealed that she had endured years of shame and ridicule for marrying a stupid and incompetent man like Randell.

Trisa really couldn't accept the humiliation that she got after she fell from the high status she had painstakingly built before she was married to the Irwan family.

She was raised as a tough and independent woman since childhood, having the belief that there was nothing she could get if she really wanted it.

Therefore, when she first met Richard at a banquet, she was very attracted by his gentle and elegant demeanor.

At that time, Trisa thought that this man must have been destined for her.