Dangerous: Don't Mess With The Domineering Boss

Slap!

Wendy Finch was smacked in the face. Her skin tingled with pain and her head buzzed.

She staggered a few steps back, one hand instinctively covering her bulging belly while the other one held her swollen cheek.

"Wendy, you heartless bitch! How dare you do this to Eris?! You've always been against us ever since my daughter and I became part of this family. To think that you would resort to hurting Eris with a knife... If anything bad happens to my daughter, I will never forgive you, Wendy Finch!"

Cacia Brown turned away then and walked to the living room.

She crouched to the floor and held her bleeding daughter.

"It's not my fault! I didn't do anything!" Wendy clutched at Brian Oliver's sleeve as though it were her last lifeline. "Brian, trust me, please! I really didn't do it!"

"Didn't you?" Brian asked, shaking her off and glaring at her with burning eyes. "There was nobody else in here besides the two of you! Are you saying that Eris hurt herself on purpose?"

"But she did! She stabbed herself!"

"You bitch! Go to hell!"

Brian was livid. He couldn't stand it anymore.

He raised a leg and landed a solid kick on Wendy's belly, sending her sprawling backwards. Her belly hit the corner of the table, sending sharp pain shooting all over her body.

"Ah!"

She screamed in pain and fell to the floor, her arms cradling her belly.

She could feel something hot and wet trickle down her legs.

It frightened her desperately.

"Brian..."

"I was so blind to refuse your kind-hearted sister in order to be with a vicious woman like you, Wendy!"

Wendy's heart sank. Her entire world had just crumbled.

An hour ago, she was waiting for Brian to take her to the hospital for her prenatal checkup. Eris had gotten in her way, stopping her and showing a photo of herself and Brian in the act of making love.

"Brian and I have been in love for a long time!" Eris had mocked her. "He doesn't love you anymore!

Do you want to know why he hasn't broken up with you yet? Are you thinking it's because you are carrying his baby? Ha ha! Stop daydreaming! Did you really think I would let you have Brian's baby? The baby in your belly is not his at all!

I'm the only one who loves him the most in the world!

And I am willing to pay any price in order to be with him!"

Nothing could have prepared Wendy for what had happened next, but she eventually learned what Eris had meant by "any price." The doorbell had rung, and Eris had grabbed a knife from the kitchen and plunged it into her own abdomen.

It had all happened so fast, with Cacia rushing into the scene screaming and Brian kicking the front door open to get inside.

And here they were now.

Wendy turned to look at Eris.

The other woman was lying in her mother's arms, weak and bloody. But then she smirked at Wendy.

Horrified disbelief was added into the maelstrom of emotions Wendy was feeling.

How could a person bear to hurt themselves just to get what they wanted?

Another bout of pain burst from Wendy's belly.

She was bleeding!

She had lost a considerable amount of blood at this point, and she could feel that her face had gone pale. She reached out a hand toward Brian in a desperate plea. "Brian, our baby, our baby..."

"It's not ours! It's just yours!"

"What? What did you say?"

"I might as well tell you the truth right now!" He strode over to Eris and held her in his arms, his face full of concern. "Eight months ago, on the night of your cousin's wedding, I'm not the one who had sex with you!"

Wendy Finch widened her eyes in horror.

"What? Is that true?"

"I was with Eris that night. She was young and impulsive back then. She laced your drink and found you a gigolo. Didn't you retire to the mountainside villa after the wedding? I arrived the next day, and Eris told me everything. I was afraid that if you learned the truth, you would report her to the police. I can't let Eris have a crime record. That's why I decided to let you believe that it was me you slept with that night. But all of it is a lie!"

"Eris was young... and impulsive?" Wendy muttered incredulously, her voice trembling. And then she started yelling. "What about me then?! I deserved a choice with whom to lose my virginity and whose baby to carry! How could you trap me like that?"

Holding Eris tighter, Brian shot Wendy a look of disdain. "I wanted to break up with you after that night! I only hesitated because of the three years we've shared. I always thought you were an innocent and kind girl, and I couldn't bring myself to hurt you back then. But I know now that your gentle facade is fake! You actually tried to kill Eris today!

I've been so foolish for not seeing your true colors sooner! Let's end everything here. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!"

After saying that, he rose, Eris still in his arms. He strode out of the house without a single backward glance at Wendy.

The pain in her abdomen was only growing by the minute.

Her bleeding had not stopped, and she was already feeling dizzy.

She lay back on the cold hard floor and ran a hand over her round belly, tears streaming down her face.

The hatred she felt in that moment was overwhelming.

She hated them so much!

How happy she had been when she had found out that she was pregnant, because she had thought it to be the fruit of her love with her destined man.

She had been looking forward to giving birth, too, and had even imagined what the baby would look like countless times. Would it look like her, or Brian?

But he now told her that all she had known was a lie.

Those people... How could they cheat on her like this!

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

Wendy closed her eyes in despair, but a shadow loomed above her.

She opened her eyes and found Cacia sneering at her.

"Are you in a lot of pain? This is just the beginning!"

"What are you going to do? No!"

"What am I going to do? Of course I going to get rid of you for my daughter's sake!"

Wendy was filled with cold dread, and she tried to wriggle away from the older woman. "Are you planning on killing me? That would be murder!"

"Murder? Ha ha! You fell down and hit the corner of the table all by yourself, resulting in a miscarriage and massive bleeding. Your eventual death would have nothing to do with me!"

With that, Cacia put a foot down on Wendy's belly, exerting force on her heel.

"Ah! Stop!" Stop!"

"Don't blame me, Wendy Finch! After all, you are the daughter of Cassie Smith. Both you and your mother are just bitches who made the mistake of going against Eris and me! Cassie Smith stood in my way, so I killed her. And now that you're standing in my daughter's way, I will kill you as well!"

Despite her panic, shock still came over Wendy.

"You killed my mother?"

"So what?" Cacia kicked her again, grinning with satisfaction as Wendy screamed. "I threw your pathetic mother into the sea to be shark food! Didn't you love each other so deeply? I will send you to accompany her in hell shortly!"

Cacia kicked again, and again, and again.

Wendy could feel her body grow cold, and she was slowly losing consciousness. She had become numb to the pain.

The strong, metallic smell of blood permeated the air, and her white dress was now dyed in dark red.

Her eyes were filled with hatred as her sight soon got swallowed up by darkness.

Three years later, at the airport of Ywood...

Passengers, who had just arrived from their trip, were queuing to pick up their luggage.

Amongst the crowd was a beautiful woman who stood quietly. She was particularly eye-catching, like a shining crystal who would turn heads upon sighting.

Men were ogling her with burning and infatuated eyes, while women's eyes glinted with envy and jealousy.

The skimpy red dress that hugged her body highlighted her white, porcelain skin.

Her well-sculpted face bore her luscious lips, deep eyes, and perfectly-shaped brows.

Round on her front was her well-gifted chest.

Her waist was slender, something that most women could only hope for.

And much like any other models, her legs were lean and long. They could conquer any runway!

She was inexplicably sexy, enchanting, and daring––a more lethal combination than drugs.

But although the woman caught the attention of almost every man in the airport, no one dared to approach her because of the stern, cold expression on her face.

"Mommy!" the little boy next to her called.

Instantly, her face changed, like snow meeting the warm sun, melting in an instant. The woman bent down and held up the boy. Looking at his cute face, she couldn't help but plant a kiss on his face.

The little boy's ears turned red in an instant.

Seeing this, Wendy was amused by the boy's reaction.

"Uncle Roger sent us a message on WeChat. He said that he's waiting for us at the parking lot and asked us to go there as soon we landed," the boy informed seriously.

"Okay!"

Facing the crowd who watched him and his mother, the little boy sported a frown, as if saying that no one was allowed to come near him.

However, how could such a cute little face not attract the attention of the people around?

The women, in particular, were bewildered by this little boy's charm.

'Oh my God!

Such a cute boy he is!' some of them thought to themselves.

He looked only three or four years old, but others could imagine how attractive he would be once he grew up. He had jet black hair with thin bangs covering his full forehead. Under his dashing eyebrows, he had bright eyes, a straight nose, lips red like cherries. The kid looked like a model walking out of the cover of a magazine.

All women covered their chests with their hands.

They gasped in awe as they watched the kid strut towards the exit.

How could he be so cute?!

Everyone really wanted to take him back!

The woman was Wendy. She left Ywood three years ago with her son––the cute little boy.

Three years ago, Wendy suffered a massive hemorrhage after being severely beaten by Brian. And because Cacia stomped on her even more, Wendy lost a lot of blood, eventually sending her into a severe state of coma.

Cacia later threw her into the sea––the very same thing she did to her mother.

Perhaps it was because of luck, but as soon as Cacia and her companions left, the sea began to surge. Wendy was washed to the shore, where a kind-hearted gentleman found her and brought her to a hospital.

She didn't wake up until half a month later.

And when she did, a scar of cesarean birth was on her belly!

After undergoing a prenatal check-up, she learned she was pregnant with fraternal twins.

When she was sent to the hospital, the situation was very bad. The doctor gave her a cesarean section, but only one of the two babies survived. According to the doctor, it was an external force that eventually killed the baby girl. And although the baby boy survived, his condition was no better. The poor baby was born with multiple fractures and bruises all over his body.

Fortunately, he survived after being in the incubator for half a month.

Before Wendy could even see the boy, she was bent on not keeping it because it served as a reminder of how stupid she was!

But when she saw the baby at first sight, her heart softened.

His body was red and wrinkled, like that of an old man's. He was not cute at all!

But when her finger grazed his tiny mouth, he began to suck it.

At that moment, there seemed to be a line, instantly connecting both their hearts. Since then, Wendy had decided that she would keep this baby no matter how hard it would be.

After she was discharged from the hospital, she went home at once.

Her family had apparently held a funeral for her.

Because she knew many of Cacia's dirty secrets, Wendy was killed to keep her mouth shut. If she continued to stay in Ywood, she might cross paths with those people. So, she immediately fled to the US with her baby boy for their safety.

When she first arrived in the foreign land, everything was difficult. As a woman, she had neither an educational background and nor special skills. She could only work in a Chinese restaurant where she juggled washing the dishes and taking care of a new-born baby. It was hell, and Wendy thought of giving up. But, with her determination and guts, she survived.

Fortunately, her son was easy to look after. When he turned half a year old, Wendy hired a nurse to babysit him. She went on with her dream and became a student of New York Acting College.

With her eagerness to learn, she swore to become stronger and successful!

She wanted to be strong enough to bring her murderers to justice!

"Mommy..."

the young boy called, sending Wendy back to her senses in an instant. She gazed at him only to see the concerned look on his face. "What's is it?" she asked.

"Uncle Roger has called us several times, but you didn't hear him!"

"I'm sorry, honey. Mommy was thinking of something else just now."

As soon as she raised her head, Wendy saw Roger Johnson by the exit, waving at them with a smile. He then strode over and took the suitcase from Wendy.

"It's alright. I can carry it myself."

"Come on, Wendy. This is no big deal!" Roger Johnson uttered, He then turned to the little boy, ruffled his head, and asked, "Ray, did you miss me?"

"Uncle Roger!" The little boy frowned and protested, "You can't touch a man's head!"

A man? Wendy saw how her son shook off Roger Johnson's big hand from his head.

"I've celebrated my third birthday in the US. I am grown up now. Uncle Roger, you can't ruffle my head like that from now on," the little boy commanded, sporting a pout.

"Okay, I got it. You're a man now, Ray. So, can I hold you? Your mommy is not strong enough. Look, she is already tired of carrying you."

"Sure!"

The little boy extended his little arms to Roger, who held him in his arms with a smile. Let's go! I've booked a VIP room in Riverside Restaurant for you. Now, I'll take you to eat some real Chinese food!"

"Let's go!" And the three of them strode towards the car.

Meanwhile... "Brian? Brian!"

"What?

What's wrong?"

Eris followed Brian's gaze suspiciously, only to see passengers coming in and out of the airport. She held his arm and asked, "Brian, who are you looking for?"

"No one. I think my eyes made a mistake..." Brian answered as his thoughts lingered on what he saw.

No!

It must be his illusion!

How could he see Wendy Finch here?

That woman should have died three years ago. He saw the bleeding himself!

In the past three years, Brian had always been consumed with his guilt.

Back then, when Wendy stabbed Eris with a fruit knife and told him that Eris purposely hurt herself with the knife, he kicked Wendy in her pregnant belly out of anger.

At that time, he saw blood rushed out of Wendy's body.

He was so worried about Eris that he took her to the hospital without hesitation. When he returned from the hospital, he heard the news that Wendy died of a massive hemorrhage.

A massive hemorrhage!

And he had kicked her heavily...

"Brian?"

"Yeah?" Brian took a deep breath and held Eris's waist, trying to stir his thoughts away from the past. "How was the shooting abroad?"

"It's alright. I've missed you!"

"Silly girl!" He smile gently. "I know you haven't been eating well these days, so I booked a VIP room for us in Riverside Restaurant. Let's go!"

"Oh, Brian! You really are the best!"

"I've rented a house for you and Ray. After dinner, I'll drive you there right away. Don't worry about other stuff. I have prepared everything for you. But if there's anything else you need, there is a supermarket downstairs," Roger informed. His hands were on the steering wheel while his eyes were glued on the road.

Wendy held Raymond in her arms while seated in the back seat. And after hearing what Roger said, she squinted and sighed.

"Ah, Roger! Why are you so sweet and considerate? I might as well marry you!" A teasing smile was etched on her lips as she joked that.

"Hmm... That's a good idea. I don't mind having a son."

Raymond gazed up at her mother and uttered, "Mommy, please think about it carefully!"

"Sweetie, listen. Uncle Roger is just a friend of mine."

Roger laughed and responded, "What kind of friends are we talking about?"

Upon hearing that, Wendy was utterly speechless.

"It's just you deserve someone better." She managed to say after a while.

Wendy met Roger in the US two and a half years ago.

At that time, she had just enrolled in New York Acting College where she suffered from so much discrimination because of her inability to communicate well in English.

Apparently, racial discrimination was common too!

And female students, who spoke broken English, were the center of prejudice.

However, for some reason, Wendy glowed up after giving birth to Raymond. That was when a lot of college guys began chasing after her––much to the jealousy of other girls. They began making trouble for her in and out of the campus.

It was Roger who helped her again and again.

Even when he dropped out of school, Roger didn't cut off contact with Wendy. He knew that she needed money to take care of the child, so he often introduced her to some jobs.

Most of those he offered her was in some TV series, such as playing as an extra.

She could not only hone her acting skills but also gain some experience in the industry.

Without any doubt, Roger was definitely her savior.

"Roger, I will pay you the rent..."

"You can pay me when you get the paycheck for your job!"

"Do you really trust me that much?"

"As your agent, of course, I have confidence in my own actress!"

Half a year ago, Roger came back to the country.

And immediately, he called her to say that there was a local TV series called "The Story of Concubine Ivanka" under production. It cost three hundred million dollars, and the entire crew was really competent.

The TV series was adapted from a web novel of the same title. It was very popular online, and the scriptwriter of the series was the author himself.

More than that, it will be directed by Carter Williams, one of the country's top directors.

Because it was a series about an imperial-harem, many A-list actresses were needed. One of the supporting roles was in line with Wendy's image, so Roger quickly advised her to come back and audition for the part.

This was a great opportunity for her!

In addition to that, Wendy had been really deciding to return. With Roger as her very supportive agent, it was the perfect chance for her to make a big break in the entertainment industry.

Thinking about it now, Wendy was really grateful for all the help he had given her.

"Well... are you obsessed with my beauty? Why you help me again and again? Tell me the truth. I won't laugh at you. After all, I'm as beautiful as a flower. It's reasonable for you to fall in love with me," Wendy teased as she leaned over the driver's seat with Raymond still in her hands.

How narcissistic she was!

Roger and Raymond Finch exchanged a meaningful look, and the two made an unbearable retching expression in unison.

"Ha-ha!" They both broke into a burst of laughter––much to Wendy's confusion.

......

Meanwhile, the Riverside Restaurant was a famous high-class Chinese restaurant in Ywood.

Both its exterior and interiors boasted an antique vibe. When customers entered, they seemed to be transported into an ancient gateway. Inside were pavilions, terraces, bridges, and man-made rivers. A waiter in traditional Chinese clothes led the patrons through the vermilion gallery to the innermost building for dining.

Open seating was on the first floor, while private rooms were on the second floor. The decorations were in Chinese style all throughout, elegant and charming.

It was still too early for dinner time, but the open seat area on the first floor was already full of guests.

"There are so many rich people!" Wendy exclaimed.

She had heard of this restaurant before.

It was very popular, especially among wealthy patrons.

Wendy could only wonder how great the food must be.

Because it was patronized by many people, private rooms on the second floor needed to be booked three months in advance. And even with that, it was still hard to get a reservation.

"Roger, who the hell are you?"

It seemed that nothing was impossible for him to do.

"Don't worry. I'm not connected with any illegal business. This restaurant is owned by one of my friends. I don't need to book it like the others do," he said with a smile, holding the little boy in his arms.

Now Wendy understood how Roger managed to get them a room!

The waiter led them to a private room on the second floor.

Because Raymond was practically a new-born when they left this country, it was his first time to such a place. So, when he saw the traditional culture embedded in the restaurant, he leaned on Roger's shoulder and stared intently at it.

In Wendy's memory, it had been three years since she last came to such a high-class restaurant for dinner.

And because it had been that long, she was a little nervous.

"Roger, I want to wash my hands."

"Turn right and walk towards the end. You can find the restroom there."

"Alright. I'll be right back."

After washing her hands, Wendy walked back along the corridor. But before she could even reach the door of their private room, a gust of wind blew over.

"Mommy!" Suddenly a voice resounded.

The next second, she felt soft arms wrapping around her lower right leg. When Wendy gazed down, she was stupefied to see who it was.

The girl who was holding her legs was about three or four years old. She looked so tender, in a non-mainstream style, and her unique afro hair was like instant noodles. She was wearing a leather top with rivets, partnered with a gauze skirt exaggeratedly covered with bright rhinestones. Under the light, the rhinestones shone brightly, which was simply blinding!

"Little girl, you must have mistaken me for someone else."

The little girl shook her head and said proudly, "I'm not a three-year-old child. How can I mistake you for someone else? You are my mommy!"

"How old are you then?"

The little girl stretched out four fingers and emphasized, "Four! I am FOUR years old! I just celebrated my third birthday two days ago. Now I'm four years old!"

'Sure enough, she is not a three-year-old kid.' Wendy's mouth twitched wildly as she thought of that.

To be honest, she didn't like children other than Raymond, but somehow, she didn't feel disgusted when held by this little girl.

Had Raymond's twin sister survived, she would have been this cute.

Wendy's eyes softened as the thought of her dead child popped into her mind.

"Little girl..."

"Mommy, come on in!"

"Well..."

Before Wendy could finish her words, the little girl grabbed her hand and dragged her into one of the private rooms. "Come in, Mommy!"

After passing the arched door and entering the private room, Wendy found two people there.

A man and a woman were wearing formal clothes, enjoying dinner across one another.

From Wendy's perspective, she could only see the man's back and the woman's face.

"Auntie, this is my mommy. Isn't she beautiful? She is much prettier than you! Let me tell you, you are not beautiful in my daddy's eyes. I don't want my future brother or sister to grow as ugly as you!" the stranger little girl muttered, sticking her tongue out at the woman.

"You, you..." The woman was so angry that her face turned red.

The little girl shook her head and continued, "My daddy loves my mommy so much! You so-called beauties can't seduce him, so you'd better give up now!"