You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 273: Stinky Fish

"Sir, we got Stephanie Collins' information." Eric was already in his private plane waiting for his take-off

when he got a call from his secretary.

"So, we easily caught the stinky fish," Eric remarked with disgust in his tone. "Send me all information

now." He ordered with controlled irritation.

He didn't know but this girl Stephanie easily ruined his mood even her name alone irritated him so

much or maybe because he cursed people like her.

After he dropped the call, his phone chimed.

He quickly opened his email and see the attachment.

A.K.A 's: Stephanie Collins, Samantha Wilson, Rebecca Evans, Georgina Scott, Melissa Anderson,

Danica Turner

Eric couldn’t help but frown.

It was amazing how she could cope with all the pretentious names but at the same time, it irked him so

much.

Real Name: Unknown

Sooner or later this girl would have its real name.

He would not stop until he would find her and brought his money back.

Address: D, F C N, M, cities, B, V, M, X countries

His frowning grew deeper.

Surely, this kind of girl uses men like changing her clothes.

She was jumping from one place to another.

‘Maybe it depends on her target.’

Eric thought trying to analyze the data as he massaged his temple.

Real address: Unknown

No exact address.

He heaved a sigh.

This girl seemed to be an expert in hiding her personal life but he was sure that sooner he would dig

into all her life's secrets.

No scammer could escape from him, especially her.

The vicious person who got his money by tricking his uncle.

He didn't just steal him but his uncle also hurt his family.

The family Eric considered his own.

These were all because of one girl who had many names.

Works: Bar dancer/singer, hooker, club server, casino dealer, escort service, cruise entertainer, party

attendant

Eric massaged his forehead again.

Her works explained her expertise.

A hooker, a social climber, and a gold digger.

This is his first time knowing this worst kinda girl.

If not for his money, he would not waste time just reading her information.

It's just so trashy for him. The girl is trash.

It wasn’t worth his time but he could not just let her go.

Maybe his ego would not let go of the woman who victimized his uncle and got his money.

His ego refused to be tricked by a woman, a hooker.

Work Address: D club, B club, Harbor cruise line, N Bar G entertainment, X live show Club

'Hmmm…'

Reading the places of her works, Eric nodded and he smirked charmingly.

He seemed to have the solution to his problem.

Age: 28

He nodded again with a mocking smirk.

He was sure her age was also fake.

Her picture looked very young but whatever it is, he didn’t care.

He was not like his uncle.

He would not be hypnotized by her smile.

For him, he would just find the woman to bring his money back and teach her a lesson that she would

never forget.

The attachment was followed by her pictures in every place she worked and with different men.

She was really a hooker.

He wasn't that shocked but still, he couldn't believe how many names she was using and the works

she was into.

She had been to too many countries to work as an attendant or a service escort.

Eric was sure that the reason was she escaped from the wives of the men she victimized.

She worked mostly in clubs. She is an escort service.

A girl who does all the men's satisfaction in exchange for money.

No wonder his Uncle Byer was one of her victims.

'Such a dirty soul hiding in that beautiful face.'

'You are dirtier than I thought.'

He heaved a very deep sigh while he muttered full of disgust in the air.

Staring at the picture of the beautiful girl, "You have my money. You have to bring it back whoever you

are!"

He always lost his cool whenever he realized that this kind of girl existed in the world.

Massaging his temple to calm him down, he slowly closed his eyes.

He should not be thinking of that hooker right now.

He should be thinking about Arabella.

What happened to her?

Why did she text those words like she was already saying her farewell?

Thinking about Arabella, his mind was in a deep mess again.

He was nervous as he tried calling her but until now, she wasn't able to answer his phone.

He had to know what happened to her.

He had to talk to her or he would die of just waiting and thinking about her.

Meanwhile, in a private room, Arabella stood still in front of the man who was sitting on a throne-like

chair.

He had a powerful demeanor like a real king.

Overbearing, and intimidating but handsome as hell.

Women could go sinners with his hot male persona.

"Bill, just get this envelope then I go." Arabella couldn't take another second to stay with him alone or

she could feel the air wasn't enough for the two of them to breathe and she was running out of air in

her body.

If she would stay there longer, she would probably die from suffocation.

With his index finger put on his lower lip sexily, he just looked at her without no emotion on his face.

His eyes were bottomless and sharp as ever which made him look like a very cold person.

His long legs were still crossed over another.

He sat very elegantly and sexy with his formal gray suit and tie.

“Bill, please get this already. I’m already numb.” Arabella uttered but she quickly regretted it as she felt

like she forgets that she was talking to Bill Sky.

Numb? As if he cares.

Bill was still looking at her.

His eyes alone were already killing her.

She wanted to run away swiftly but she just couldn’t.

She wanted to close her eyes not to see him but she still couldn’t.

She could not bear to let her father die because of her.

Her conscience would not let her sleep at night.

Even in her numb veins, she had to stand up still and wait patiently for Bill to get the envelope from her

hand.

The silence in the room was deafening.

The tension was striking so intense that her heartbeat was racing so fast.

She had to manage and control her trembling otherwise Bill would just mock her and bully her.

“Mr. Sky, Arabella. Mr. Sky.” Bill finally spoke.

His eyes were very cold which could freeze her.

His tone was deep and unfriendly as always.

It was full of magnetic authority.

“Oh, Sorry… my bad. Mr. Sky. Please accept this envelope from Sen. Meyer.” How could she forget

that they were not friends?

How could she be so indecent with him?

Absentmindedly, she rolled her eyes because of her thought.

It was too late that she realized it.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” Bill had caught her.

His handsome face frowned deeply.

It was obvious he didn’t like her action.

“No! I didn’t.” She quickly lied.

Of course, Bill had always had an issue with her rolling eyes.

Who would not if her annoyance with him was bursting?

Bill’s expression wasn’t convinced as he stood up from his chair.

She jolted.

She could feel all her veins panic as she saw him approaching her.

“You know… I don’t receive things easily. If you know what I mean.” Along with his strides, he uttered

calmly but his eyes were still very sharp pierced to hers.

As usual, she was expecting Bill would treat her like this.

Bill would never make her life easy.

It would definitely be a miracle if he would just grant what she wanted.

“I know… so what do you want Mr. Sky?” She was just so thankful that her name was already detached

from him.

She was just so thankful that she was already divorced from him.

“A child.” He answered directly.

His tone and expression were very serious that could jump out someone's soul.

His word made her heart skip a beat.

She wanted to say something but her words couldn’t escape.

They seemed to be stuck in her throat.

She froze in her spot while her face turned paler.

Seeing her uneasy reaction, Bill smirked handsomely.

His sharp eyes were mocking her.

“Arabella… Arabella… don’t ask something if you can’t grant it.” He commented while he stopped

leaving a half-meter gap from her.

Arabella was blushing uncontrollably.

Seeing his beautiful face up close made her more nervous.

His domineering vibe was always making her scared.

“Can you at least, take some steps back? Let’s talk formally Mr. Sky. I’m here because of Sen. Meyer.

I’m working for him as his personal assistant. Now, part of my job is to give this to you.” She gathered

all her courage left and raised the envelope to him. “Come on, Mr. Sky, I don’t think a successful

business mogul like you would mix up personal and business matters. That’s too bad in your name.”

She added controlling her trembling nerves inside.

She had to try harder to accomplish her mission.

“Personal assistant...” Bill uttered nodding his head. “Sen. Meyer…” He nodded calmly striding forward

to her.

“Stop!” She roared as she could not control her panic anymore.

She quickly raised her hand up to his chest until the other end of the envelope touched his chest.

Bill stopped looking at the red envelope then quickly his stare adverted to her.

“Just stop Mr. Sky!” Though she knew Bill was a person who was challenged when provoked, she just

had to try stopping him or else another danger would be coming her way.

“Can you just get this and let's finish this?” Great annoyance was already eating her up as her other

hand was already clenching into a fist.

“Nah…” Bill’s playful eyes bore on her.

He seemed to be entertained by her again.

He answered while shaking his head with a devilishly handsome smirk.

“Look, Mr. Sky. I don’t have time to waste. Don’t think that I am very happy with you inside this room. I

hate to see you but I have to get my work done. Just for you to know.” She just felt she had to defend Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

herself without him saying anything about her appearance.

His sharp eyes seemed to scrutinize her so she had to give him a heads up before anything else that if

he would believe her.

“You left me there wounded, Ms. Jones.” Bill was definitely out of topic.

She could see his eyes were full of disappointment. “Do you think you can ask something from me?”

He was obviously mocking her.

She was stunned for a moment.

She could not believe Bill was holding grudges against her and used that on her.

Now she was really out of wits because his words were all true.

“Why don’t you get help with your billionaire husband, Eric Grant?” He sounded uninterested as he

strode passed by her in the door’s direction.

He seemed not to waste his precious time talking to her anymore.

Arabella was in awe.

Bill could not leave the room without him getting the envelope.

“Mr. Sky, please. Wait! Please don’t go!” She shouted in panic.

If Bill would not receive the envelope, then it is the end of his father’s life but Bill didn’t turn his back on

her and continued striding.

She had no choice.

She ran over and blocked the door with her body spreading her arms and legs on the surface.

Bill stopped as he frowned deeply seeing the most stubborn girl he ever met.

She was really desperate.

She would never let him go without the envelope in his hand.

“Are you sure about what you’re doing?” With his deep frown, Bill smirked handsomely.

Arabella was trembling inside.

Her dress was very sexy and what she was doing right now was exposing her body to the animal's

sight.

With the deep v neck and backless dress embracing her curves, she had her skin mostly bare.

She remembered how awkward her position is so she stood properly against the wall.

“I just want to give it to you.” She raised the envelope again to him.

Bill folded his arms up to his chest.

Looking at her so seriously.

“Are you trying to seduce me?” He asked frowning.

“No! No way! I will never do that Mr. Bill Sky even if you are the only man left in this world.” She

answered quickly full of irritation.

Right after her words, Bill nodded while he strode towards her and pushed her rudely against the door.

His action was very swift.

The next thing she knew, her lips were already devoured by him hungrily.