The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Chased Out

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Along the way here, Finn Taylor and his wife had already envisioned this happening. This was why they had already taught Linda James how to respond.

As such, Linda James replied, “Mom, you're maligning me. I've been in Los Angeles for an entire week. I was staying in Henry's house, but he chased my whole family out. Our family is now homeless, and we've been looking for somewhere to stay. Oh right, Mom. I've been trying to get hold of you. Why didn't you answer my calls?”

With that, Linda James whipped out her phone and made a call to Lucy Williams. Yet, the latter's phone didn't ring.

Even Lucy Williams thought that it was strange.

Yvette Larson snatched it over and asked, “Grandma, why isn't there a SIM card in your phone? Who has touched your phone?”

Hearing that, Lucy Williams's gaze turned to Karine James.

“Mom, how could I not come for your birthday celebrations? Even if I had to crawl over, I'd have done so. But when I got there, nobody was there. Mom, I was chased out by Henry. I thought you didn't want me anymore.” As she said so, Linda James burst into tears.

She was a natural. After all, she had had much practice back at home.

“Henry James, you'd better give me an explanation. What's going on?” It was only then that the old lady came to her senses. ‘Perhaps I really have been tricked by my son's family.'

“Mom, don't listen to them. If they really wanted to meet you, they wouldn't have waited until today.” Henry James thought that he'd won the argument.

Karen James added, “That's right. You were the ones who didn't show up, so how dare you blame us?”

Yvette Larson put on a fake smile and looked at her aunt. “Second Auntie, you're really maligning us. Let me show you something.”

With that, she took out her phone and opened the call history. “Do you see that? I made more than 30 calls to you, but you never answered a single one. What, are you afraid that I'd make you return the 30,000 dollars you borrowed?”

Karen James naturally wouldn't take that lying down and immediately shot back, “Nonsense! Since when did I borrow 30,000 from you? Do you have any proof? Do you have an IOU?”

Finn Taylor chuckled and took his phone out too. “I'm sorry—you asked to borrow money at a restaurant. Thankfully, there were surveillance cameras there. Do you want to have a look?”

With that, Finn Taylor played the video.

Although nobody saw the video, they all heard the recording.

Karen James's family had indeed borrowed 30,000 dollars from Yvette Larson's family.

“Here are the transaction records from the bank. Of course, I can get you witnesses if you want them as well. I'm sure the staff at the bank will remember me withdrawing 30,000 dollars in a single day.”

Finn Taylor rendered Karen James speechless.

“Yvette Larson, you must've done this on purpose. Did you purposely rent out this entire place because you knew that Nathan booked us seats here? You wanted to embarrass us, didn't you?” Karine James was fuming. ‘I've been humiliated again and again because of Yvette Larson. I'm not going to let my cousin get away with her shameless behavior!'

“I don't understand what you're saying. I wanted to attend Grandma's birthday celebrations, but you didn't tell me where it was, so we made a wasted trip. We were about to leave when Finn Taylor got a call from his friend for a lunch invitation. We're here for that.” Yvette Larson was calm and collected, and her tone was elegant and gentle. She was worlds apart from a shrew like Karine James.

“Him? Friends? What kind of stupid friends could he possibly have? Who doesn't know that he's just a useless matrilocal son-in-law? Is his friend a rubbish collector?” Karine James didn't believe her cousin. In fact, she thought that those words were nothing more than excuses.

That was why she had said so, but this had landed her in hot soup.

“Oh, do I look like a rubbish collector to you?”

Silence! There was pin-drop silence!

An elegant young lady in red walked out of the hotel. Her words scared everyone into silence.

“No, no. She was talking about herself.” Nathan Yeats was scared stiff. He had never expected Chloe Yeats to show up. ‘What does she have to do with this?'

“Oh, it's you. I remember you, cousin.”

The James family—who had hardly dared to take a breath—breathed out in relief when they heard that they were cousins.

“Oh, Nathan. You're Ms. Yeat's cousin? You should've said so earlier. How embarrassing that we didn't even recognize her!”

“Ms. Yeats, I'm the uncle of Nathan's wife. You can call me Uncle.”

“I'm his Auntie. You can call me Auntie James.”

Every word that came out of the James family's mouths was like daggers stabbing Nathan Yeats's heart.

“Shut up, all of you. I'm not worthy of being Ms. Yeats's cousin,” Nathan Yeats said while slapping himself.

One slap after another.

He dared not stop for fear of offending Chloe Yeats.

“Forget it—you weren't the one who said so. I'm not so petty. It's just some idiots trying to make use of their relatives.”

If it were someone else who had said so, the James family would've kicked up a fuss a long time ago. However, they didn't dare to utter a word because it was Chloe Yeats who had said so.

Chloe Yeats couldn't care less about the James family. She walked up to Finn Taylor and bowed slightly. “Greetings, Mr. Taylor. It's such a great honor that you're here to dine with me, Mr. Taylor. This way, please.”

Although the James family had no idea what Chloe Yeats was up to, they could see very well just how respectful she was toward Finn Taylor. Their gazes were fixed, and they didn't dare to utter a single word.

Only Lucy Williams—the family head—spoke up. “Chloe Yeats, you're inviting them in but leaving me here?”

Chloe Yeats nodded.

Seeing her nod, Lucy Williams finally let out a smile. ‘As long as I can enter the hotel, the family won't be that embarrassed.'

“I nearly forgot about all of you. Guards, chase them away. Don't let them disturb me while I'm dining with Mr. Taylor.” Chloe Yeats's words were like a death sentence to the James family.

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