Chapter 20: Chapter 20
Just as Bob got in the hotel room he was staying at, he had only taken off his suit and hung it, loosen his necktie a bit, and unbuttoned a few button on his shirt when he immediately sat down to work on different files that he laid out in front of him on the table as he reminisced on the trial with a glass of high-end whiskey in hand.
The trial had only been adjourned due to the fact that he had challenged his paternity to Charlotte- Courtney's child. All thanks to Attorney Chris' exceptional show of expertise in his profession.
Of course, Bob could have had the Attorney submit the DNA test he had in hand with him right there but he had decided not to do so as it would raise suspicion of how he had conducted such DNA test. He didn't want to get into any sort of trouble, the likes of being accused of forcefully taking blood from the child.
Nonetheless, now that this has happened, Bob started processing his next move without rest. He'd seen just enough of Courtney's true intent. Bob had tried to not believe that Courtney would mean any of the threats she'd made before, but it was only thankful to Attorney Chris that he made preparations to counter.
Now he realized there was no reasoning with his to-be former wife. He had to defend himself or suffer the consequence of losing everything he has.
' What I need to do now is not only convince Doctor Jonathan to appear as a witness of the DNA results in court, I also need to find Charlotte's real father.' Bob thought with a melancholic expression worn over his face. Despite having been betrayed by Courtney, he still liked Charlotte alot and liked to think of himself as her father. However, he couldn't deprive the child of her privilege to know who her real father is. It was only right he did so.
Regarding Judge Lauren's instruction that he cooperated with Courtney to conduct the DNA test, Bob wasn't worried about it. He would only act like he was getting a new DNA test and ask Doctor Jonathan to put up with the facade.
Btzzzz!
The doorbell suddenly buzzed following a soft knock and Bob jolted out of his thought. He frowned a little after knowing he hadn't called for any of the attendants.
Likewise, no one else should know he was here. He'd left his home and everything behind just so Courtney wouldn’t have access to his plans. Not because he couldn’t hide his things but because Courtney was much more of a despicable nutcase.
' Haaah! I'm overthinking things. It just couldn't be...'
Realizing it could be time for a change of the sheets, Bob released his knotted brows and slowly rose to answer the door.
" The fuck!?" Just as he opened the door, he couldn't help but cuss.
Speak of the devil and it will appear right before you!
“What the fuck are you doing here!?” Bob yelled at the sight of Courtney who stood with a small smirk worn on her face by the doorway.
“ Oh, you think I wouldn’t know my dear husband’s whereabouts after such an impressive display of power in court?” Courtney said in a slow seductive purr which Bob knew very well to be nothing but an act.
Bob’s expression grew ugly as he stood in front and held an arm to the door, unwilling to let her in.
Courtney corked her head to the side and made a sorry face as if pleading, but her condescending smile suggested that Bob was gonna lose a lot if he didn’t let her in. She was simply pleading but not begging!
Bob saw this and after contemplating the idea for a moment, he stepped aside to let her in with lots of complications evident on his face.
Courtney smirked and gracefully walked in whilst glancing seductively at Bob. Bob ignored this and quickly looked around the corridor to see if there was anyone else around for the second time.
Perhaps she's here with an assassin?
Although he wasn’t certain what Courtney was playing at, showing up at his place of stay like this. He knew she couldn’t possibly harm him as she needed him alive in any case. She couldn’t kill him, so what was the point of doing any harm?
“what do you want?” Bob questioned in a low growl as he quickly fastened the latch to the door and hurried to the table to clear the files there.
Courtney didn't seem to care about Bob as she simply looked around and slowly went to take a seat.
“I was only wondering what you’ve been busy doing that you wouldn’t come home to see me…?” she said whilst still looking around “it turned out you having such a nice place all to yourself is the reason”
“tsk!” Bob clicked his tongue in anger, how did he end up with such a vermin as his wife? He packed the stack of files in his hands and hurriedly threw them in the drawers of a desk in the corner.
“Tell, me how many hotties have you been bringing in here and taking clothes off of in bed?”
“ Cut the crap Courtney, and state your business here! If talking shit is all you can do then you might as well forget about sucking me dry!” Bob retorted from afar. She probably had a recording device on her and she thought she could make him say something she could use against him. How petty!
“ Oh? Well let’s see…” Courtney's gaze was cold for a moment before she spoke again with a sinister smirk. She rose from her seat and started to pull off her jacket slowly, revealing the sexy gown with a high-thigh slit that left her magnificent figure in one's imagination. “ I mean we'll have to see if that's all I've got right?"
It wasn't the same clothing she had on during the trial earlier in the day. Bob realized she must have trailed him then left to make a change into a more seductive dress, just to return now.
' What is she planning to do?' Bob creased his gaze at the pale and soft thigh that was put in teasing view by Courtney who stroke the slit sensually with a finger.