I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 07

I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 07

She reached for the phone, desperate to explain.

“No, I didn’t mean it like that… please, just listen to me…”

But I had already ended the call, giving her no chance to plead her case.

Bruno held the trembling Tiffany, murmuring reassurances in her ear.

“Tiffany, don’t be scared. I know you didn’t mean it.”

He then turned on me, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Blythe Sinclair, you set her up!”

“You said all that just to provoke her, to make her lose her temper.”

“You made it sound like you were going to destroy her. Anyone would have reacted that way. This isn’t Tiffany’s fault.”

After his tirade, he went back to soothing Tiffany.

“Babe, don’t worry. I’ll explain everything to Mom. She’ll understand.”

I laughed.

“She said the words. No one forced her.”

“And what makes you think your mother is going to forgive her?”

My question left him speechless, his face twisting into an even uglier mask of anger.

“Blythe, do you think humiliating Tiffany is going to make me want you? Dream on.”

Just then, a roar echoed from above.

A black Sikorsky helicopter was descending toward the nearby helipad. The force of the wind from its rotors sent a blast of air across the tarmac, and everyone instinctively shielded their faces.

Aunt Isabella stepped out of the helicopter, removed her sunglasses, and strode toward us.

She stopped in front of Bruno. Without a word, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

“Apologize to Blythe.”

Bruno’s head snapped to the side, and he stumbled from the force of the blow.

Then Aunt Isabella turned toward Tiffany.