His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1656: Mentioning Her Makes Him Angry

Chapter 1656: Chapter 1656: Mentioning Her Makes Him Angry

Chapter 1656

Orlando, the next day.

The news of the failed assassination attempt first reached Valleys.

It was daytime in Beraenia, while it had just become night here.

Raine Nolan knelt at Valleys’ feet, massaging his legs.

On the screen, a Mutated Person was delivering a report on the follow-up to the assassination attempt on Chloe Collins, all nodding and bowing, clearly indicating the operation’s failure.

Raine could not bear it and glanced at Valleys next to her, expecting him to explode with anger.

But she saw him say indifferently, "If it failed, it failed; just relay the original message back to the Whites."

He didn’t seem to care at all.

The screen went dark, and Raine offered him some Black Tea.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Boss, if Chloe Collins is so capable and we don’t eliminate her, she might become a major threat in the future."

"Do you hate her that much?" A faint voice came from his mouth.

Raine bowed her head, not daring to speak rashly, fearing a fist might come swinging at her if she said something wrong.

Unpredictable moods were characteristic of this man.

Working by his side, she was always on tenterhooks every day.

She pondered for a while before saying, "I’m just worried she’s too arrogant and might threaten our grand plan in the future."

Valleys hummed indifferently, "Killing a useful person is not always the best way to deal with them. Winning her heartfelt allegiance—that is true strength."

Raine inwardly despised his arrogance, as she couldn’t stand people like that.

For those not in the same camp, simply ending their lives with a quick stab was the best method. What was this nonsense about winning allegiance?

She changed the subject: "The police have been looking for you. Should we move somewhere else to avoid their disturbance?"

"No need, they’re just small fry, let them make a fuss."

Hearing this, Raine felt anxious. She hoped Valleys would move to a different location so she could use the opportunity to search for Joy Taylor’s whereabouts.

These days, she had been fumbling around here without a clue.

Her mother had already urged her.

"Boss, about Joy Taylor..."

"Hm?!" Valleys’ voice suddenly turned sharp.

Raine instantly shrank back in fright, quickly bowing her head and saying, "I was just curious—she seems to really be alive. I heard it from Tristan Collins, her husband. His information must be correct."

Valleys’ long, white fingers stretched over to her, brushed her face, then suddenly gripped her chin, demanding, "Do you think a mere Joy Taylor poses any threat to me?"

"I didn’t mean that at all, absolutely no such intention!" She was in a panic.

But it was too late; Valleys was furious. With a casual flick, he threw her across the room.

The objects on the counter clattered down on her, causing pain but she dared not make a sound.

"Get out!" Valleys shouted angrily.

Raine fled in disarray, and alone, she wept in the next room while applying ointment to her wounds.

After a while, she called her mother to report these events.

Rosalind Taylor was doubtful: "Could it be that Joy Taylor isn’t with him after all?"

"Mom, it can’t be. I think his reaction seemed more like an admission. Every time Joy Taylor is mentioned he gets angry, inexplicably angry. I think she must have offended him and that’s why he’s got her locked up!"

Rosalind Taylor pondered this and refuted her daughter’s reasoning: "No, it’s not necessarily because she offended him. It could be a vulnerability. Joy Taylor probably knows his vulnerability, but at the same time, she might be of great use to him, so he has locked her up. This seems very likely. Raine, you must keep looking."

Raine frowned: "Mom, I don’t understand. Why must you find her?"