TRILLIONAIRE IN DISGUISE

Chapter 392

3 years later!

“Smith!” her voice pierced into the room like a clarion call.

He closed his eyes and remained by the door. The more she screamed for him, the harder he tightened his eyes shut as if he was going to prevent her voice from getting across to him.

“Where are you? You son of a bitch!” she yelled.

He then heard her footsteps thudding down the hallway and he knew she was coming to get him. It didn’t matter to her whether there were dozens of servants to attend to her. She always ensured she put him to use whenever she wanted.

He knew that staying in the room with closed eyes wasn’t going to prevent him from the inevitable. She was going to barge in, hurl insults at him, and dole out instructions and he wouldn’t dare fail to carry them out.

“I’m right here. I was just getting dressed.” He said and then pushed the door open. He pretended to adjust the sleeve of his shirt. He shut the door and rested his back against it.

She eyed him from head to toe, her eyes filled wit