The Reborn Son Inlaw: From Failure To Triumph

Chapter Eleven

A mournful expression appeared on Malia’s face while Rafael looked like he had swallowed a fly. He wanted to leave immediately with hopes that Rhys would not have the chance to inquire about the bed but unfortunately luck was not on his side. “What are you guys still waiting for, we made a bet remember?”

“ That was just a joke between friends, right?” Rafael said through clenched teeth, he clenched his fist.

“ Yes Rhys, don’t tell me you took those words seriously, it was just a joke.” Malia said in an attempt to placate the circumstance, leaving herself and Rafael with a way out.

“Do you guys seem as stupid as you look or has the heat melted your brains?” Rhys gave them a are you dumb look.

“Sir, why don’t I lead you to the suite, exclusively for you so that you’ll get the chance to try out our specials.” The attendant tried to smoothen the situation without offending both sides. She knew that both sides were powerful figures and she didn’t want them to clash or it might ruin the reputation of Alcatraz.

Meanwhile, Alessandro had ended his call, as he strolled into the restaurant, no one tried to stop him. In fact, anyone who tried to stop him could be beaten by the others; who doesn’t know Alessandro Fernandez? Noticing the situation and sensing the gunpowder in the air, Alessandro stood at an inconspicuous position as he watched his son and the other party. He tapped a guard, brought out a wad of cash and whispered something into the man’s ear.

Rhys was not aware that his father was in the restaurant, his focus was on his wife and her lover. “I think I need to sort out a few things, the food can wait.” An aura of authority was emanating from Rhys as he sends a smile in the attendants direction.

To her, the smile didn’t seem like any other smile, she interacted with a lot of big shots daily and had learned to study their expressions and hidden meanings behind their words. She subconsciously took a step back, bowed her head in Rhys direction. “As you wish Sir.” She could tell that there was a threat in Rhys words and if she continued to get involved, she might worsen the situation and get caught in it.

Rafael started laughing, a nervous expression on his face but he tries to hide it. “Rhys do not refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit.”

“We made a bet, you lost and I suppose it’s right for you to fulfill your side of the bargain or didn’t you think you were not going to lose to me?” A wry smile appeared on Rhys face, causing shivers to run down the spines of Malia and Rafael.

There was no one these two were going to keep their side of the bargain, if they were to strip, it would appear on the internet within minutes and their family names would be ruined and their reputation would end up in shambles.

“Expect the unexpected and the unexpected becomes expected.” Rhys casually said.

“You can’t expect me to strip in public Rhys, I am your wife and not a whore!” Malia’s voice was rising with his words that she said..

“His wife? Are you sure about that? How come you are out here with another man?” Someone randomly said but his words was heard by everyone present.

“There is no difference between her and a whore!”

“It is obvious that they are lovers since she came here with him.”

“Yes, slut!”

Words were being thrown in their direction, most were insults to Malia and Rafael while others were reassuring words.

“Don’t worry, with your looks you’ll find a better woman!” Rhys shook his head as he heard his father’s voice. It was a great feeling when you have someone to support you when you need it the most.

The feeling of displeasure against his father completely dissipated after this, he could no longer blame the man because he knew that Alessandro would no doubt expose his identity to get back at the scumbag couple but he didn’t , probably because Rhys hasn’t made a decision yet.

“I am not a slut!” Malia was so close to losing her temper.

“What are you trying to do Rhys, I am giving you a chance to back out peacefully or you would regret this.”

“Threatening me are you? What if I don’t want to back out, what would you do to me? You have such thick skin to threaten me in the presence of everyone.” Rhys watched Rafael’s expression carefully for any changes as he said his next words. “Or are you going to try to get me killed once again?”

As expected, a flash of surprise and disbelief appeared in Rafael’s face but he instantly concealed it thinking that Rhys had not noticed. Rhys also noticed how pale Malia became, she looked very nervous all of a sudden. ‘As expected, they were in it together.” He thought inwardly.

Rhys tried to remain unbothered but his mind was in a turmoil. “If you are trying to threaten me, I’m afraid you are not qualified. Since you guys refuse to fulfill your ends of the bargain, I hope you are not opposed to paying instead.”

“How much do you want?” Rafael inquired, wiping the sweat off his brows.

Seeing that Rhys had changed the condition, Malia was much relaxed but she didn’t expect what else was coming.

Rhys raised a palm in their direction with a quirky smile on his face.

“Five million, it’s nothing ,” Rafael scoffed. “I didn’t know you were cheap. You should have just simply said that you were poor and you needed some money.”

“Awwn, I could have created a go fund me account for you to help raise money for you.” Malia chorused after Rafael.

“Who said anything about five million, you can send me away with that.”