Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1323 - Chapter 1323 Chapter 1295 Unyielding

Chapter 1323: Chapter 1295 Unyielding Chapter 1323: Chapter 1295 Unyielding “Emma Clark! How could you tell him everything!”

Mr. Zoel, who bumped into the door frame, covered his aching head and accused Kiara indignantly. But seeing her expression and hearing Mario Yuno’s unrestrained laughter, countless “Wow”s exploded in his mind–he had been tricked by these two scumbags again!

“Oh my! All for a woman, huh? Come on, tell me, which family’s daughter is so impressive that she has our Mr. Zoel pining away, leaping about, sighing for the fair lady in secret, and weeping alone in masturbation…”

Mario Yuno dodged Zoel Cohen’s punch while laughing, see? Some people just can’t keep their cool, spill the beans at the slightest provocation, and then resort to violence after telling the truth, tsk tsk tsk!

“Mr. Zoel, come, let’s talk about life? Let me teach you a few wife-chasing strategies to help you escape the fate of ‘Boris Jackson’s Unique Skill’ sooner.”

“Boris Jackson?” Zoel Cohen didn’t catch on, and in the moment he was pondering, Mario Yuno punched him in the stomach.

“The unique skill of the Old Naughty Boy Boris Jackson: to fight using both hands against each other.” Kiara, sharing a wavelength with Mario Yuno, immediately “helpfully” explained for Zoel Cohen.

Zoel Cohen was so angry his nose was almost crooked–this couple’s insults were smoking!

“Let me guess again, Mr. Zoel, the chick you like, could it be Aka? If it is, just spill the beans, man. I’m really tight with Aka, and I could put in a good word for you.”

The moment Mario Yuno spoke, not only did he stun Zoel Cohen, but it also made the onlooking Kiara raise her eyebrows.

Well played, my dear Camden!

Always the busiest, never at home, but once he speaks up, he hits the nail on the head of what troubles Zoel Cohen. Impressive observational skills.

The mere mention of Aka caused Zoel Cohen to bristle, thinking about how much he was disliked, and in his panic, he blurted out without thinking.

“Who likes that Little Baldy?”

“Eh, is there something wrong with my nose? Isn’t the scent on you Aka’s? Is your relationship with her crystal clear, purer than tofu mixed with shallots?” The reason Mario Yuno dared to speculate that the woman confusing Zoel Cohen was Aka was the faint fragrance on Zoel Cohen’s person.

Whenever Aka came to see Kiara, the house would smell of Liu Shen Floral Water. Camden even once complained that someone actually used floral water as perfume–what taste!

Moreover, just when the two were drinking earlier, he had seen a certain mark behind Zoel Cohen’s neck that knew folks would understand.

“What do you care! So what if I slept with her! Even if every woman in the world died, I wouldn’t spare her a second glance!”

After Zoel Cohen finished speaking, he felt something was off.

Mario Yuno looked at him with pity, and Kiara also shook her head.

Oh dear…

Zoel Cohen was confused. What was going on?

Mario Yuno even began to make the sign of the Cross.

“May Amitabha Buddha bless you, this brain-dead dude, to get rid of your single status soon!”

“Husband, the Cross and Amitabha Buddha are from two different systems!” Kiara said with a giggling laugh.

“This guy is so dumb, praying to just one probably won’t save him. Pray to several, harness the power of a pantheon, and he might still have a chance.”

Zoel Cohen still hadn’t caught on when Wendy in the stroller couldn’t stand it anymore and pointed behind him, babbling in a “baby language” that no one could understand.

Zoel Cohen turned around and froze.

Aka had returned at some point, holding a few bags of snacks, standing behind him, not knowing how much she had overheard.

“Um, I–” Zoel Cohen felt a chill in his heart and tried to explain, but didn’t know what to say.

Aka walked past the petrified Zoel Cohen to the coffee table, put down her snacks, giving Zoel Cohen the feeling of being treated like thin air.

“Aka, I want to explain that what I just said wasn’t about you, what I meant was–”

“Slap!” Aka’s hand swung back, landing a solid and crisp slap across Zoel Cohen’s face, the sound echoing sharply in the room.

The incident happened so suddenly that Kiara didn’t even have time to shield her daughter’s eyes. Wendy dropped the teething stick she was holding in shock, while Mario Yuno, infatuated with his daughter, inappropriately reveled in the moment. His daughter even looked cute when she was startled!

Zoel’s head was turned aside from the force of Aka’s slap.

“Know why I hit you? My Chinese vocabulary may be limited, but I know a word that fits you perfectly: a scrounger that complains about the quality!”

If that unexpected night could be said to be both their faults, then Zoel’s recent indiscretions had completely enraged Aka.

It’s one thing to shirk responsibility, but quite another to say such hurtful things.

“Aka, I didn’t mean what I just said, listen to me explain.” Zoel felt utterly at a loss for words. If it hadn’t been for the craftiness of the youngest brother of the Yuno family setting traps along the way, how could he have let his emotions get the better of him and said those things.

That wasn’t what he intended at all.

“Listen to your explanations? Get lost! I didn’t even complain about your poor performance, and you dare to speak ill of me? From today, you scumbag, stay away from me as far as possible, got it?” Aka, stretching her long legs, swiftly delivered a series of kicks to Zoel Cohen, who, realizing his mistake, didn’t dare to fight back and was kicked to retreat step by step. He reached the door only to be sent flying outside with a roundhouse kick, and Aka slammed the door in his face.

If Zoel hadn’t dodged quickly, his nose would have been pinched in the closing door.

Wendy, having witnessed a different side of Aunty Aka, was deeply impressed.

Kiara gave Aka a thumbs-up. “Good job, not bad at all. That was a textbook lesson in how to deal with a scumbag.”

Aka huffed, but her face didn’t show the pride of a victor, only exhaustion.

“Mrs. Kiara, I’m a bit tired, I want to rest for a while.”

The facade of strength had used up all her energy, and after striking someone, she felt utterly drained.

Kiara nodded, patting Aka’s shoulder.

“This room is yours now, we’ll go get another one. Remember, the distant land holds more than just scumbags and love, there’s also friendship and me. Just call if you need me, I’m always ready to drink with you–”

Noticing Edward Wheeler’s gaze, Kiara quickly changed her words, “Drink milk!”

A nursing woman is self-aware indeed. No issues there!

Kiara and her family left, and Aka lay on the bed feeling completely worn out.

Even the simply exchanged glance of the Kiara family, though a small interaction, deeply stirred envy in her heart.

She had known before that Mrs. Kiara and Brother Singh had a good relationship, but to witness the details of their conjugal love now was heart-wrenching, especially in contrast to the despicable behavior of others…

Some simple happiness is nothing more than an everyday norm for others, yet for some, it is a lifetime’s unattainable distance.

Aka lay on the bed gazing at the blue sky outside the window, as a wave of loneliness welled up within her.

Edward Wheeler and Kiara got another room, and thinking of that pair of stubborn fools made Kiara rub her temples in frustration.

“How did I end up with such a fool for a twin?” she mumbled, then glanced at Edward Wheeler. “Even you, with your scarily low EQ, are better than him. He’s meant to be my twin, but how can he be such an idiot when it comes to relationships?”

Camden felt wronged, “How did I become someone with low EQ?”

He had managed to marry such a wonderful daughter-in-law and had such a cute child, Camden refused to agree with Kiara’s assessment.

Absolutely refused!