The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel)

Chapter 152 Cutting Contact

Chapter 152: Cutting Contact

After hanging up the phone, Martin couldn’t shake off the strange, uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. The possibility of getting more business assets was definitely tempting like a shiny prize dangling right in front of him. But years of business experience had taught him to be careful, especially when deals seemed too good to be true. The Smith family had more problems than a math textbook, and Martin wasn’t completely sure he wanted to get tangled пр in all their secrets and drama..

Across the room, Gina looked up from the thick novel she was reading, her reading glasses perched on the edge of her nose. Confusion crossed her face as she watched her husband’s

s excitement. “What’s going on?” she asked curiously, placing her bookmark between the pages and setting the book aside on the small table next to her favorite armchair.

Martin leaned back in his chair with a proud smile spreading across his face, like a cat who had just caught a particularly fat mouse. “Looks like our niece Anya married someone pretty important,” he said, clearly pleased with himself. His voice carried that special tone he always used when he had particularly good news to share.

Gina’s eyes

lit up with interest, the way they always did when there was family gossip to discuss. “Really? What do you mean?” she asked eagerly, leaning forward in her chair. Her reading glasses slipped down her nose, but she didn’t bother pushing them back up.

“You know about all the trouble the Smith family’s been having lately, right?” Martin asked, watching as Gina nodded in recognition. “Well, it turns out Anya’s husband is the one behind all of it. He’s been pulling the strings this whole time.”

“Wow!” Gina exclaimed, clearly impressed by this revelation. Her eyes widened behind her glasses. “He must be really powerful then. To take on the whole Smith family like that…”

“He certainly is,” Martin agreed, his excitement growing with each word. He stood up and started pacing the room, unable to contain his energy. “And now the Smiths are practically begging me to help them. They’re so desperate, they’re even offering us one of their smaller- companies and some ships to make it worth our while. Can you believe it?”

Gina couldn’t contain her excitement either. She clasped her hands together, her book completely forgotten now. “That’s amazing! We should definitely take that deal! Think of what we could do with those additional assets!”

“I already told them yes,” Martin said, looking very pleased with himself as he stopped pacing to look out the window. “It was too good to pass up. An opportunity like this doesn’t come along every day.”

Gina watched her husband thoughtfully for a moment before asking, “But what did the Smiths do to make Anya’s husband so angry? It must have been something serious for him to go after them like this.”

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Martin’s face grew serious as he turned back to face his wife. The excitement in his eyes dimmed slightly. “Well, Emma- you know, Anya’s sister is getting divorced,” he explained. with a heavy sigh,

moving to sit on the edge of his desk. “Something really bad happened to her son Henry, and she absolutely refuses to let it go. Not that I blame her, really.”

“What happened to Henry?” Gina asked, her voice filled with genuine concern. She had always had a soft spot for the children in their family.

“I’m not completely sure of all the details,” Martin admitted, running a hand through his graying hair as he thought hard about what he knew. “But from what I understand, it sounds really serious. Emma told me he got hurt and almost died. She’s absolutely determined to make someone pay for what happened to her son. You know how protective she is of Henry.

Gina’s face softened with worry and sympathy. “Poor Emma. She must be going through absolute hell right now. First her marriage falls apart, and then something terrible happens to her child. No wonder she’s fighting so hard.”

“Yeah,” Martin agreed, his thoughts drifting to his nieces. He remembered them as little girls, running around at family gatherings. “Emma’s always been the type to stand her ground. Sometimes she’s a bit too stubborn though. Once she sets her mind on something, there’s not talking her out of it.”

Just then, Martin’s phone rang, interrupting his trip down memory lane. His face lit up when he saw Anya’s name on the caller ID, and he quickly pressed the answer button, eager to share. his news with his niece. But instead of hearing her voice, he was met with the automated message indicating his call couldn’t go through. Confused and slightly worried now, calling Emma next, but the same thing happened,

he tried

Slowly, the realization dawned on him like a cold shower – both his nieces had blocked his number. The excitement that had filled him just moments ago drained away, replaced by a growing sense of

unease.

“What’s wrong?” Gina asked, noticing how Martin’s face had changed from happy to worried in the span of a few seconds. She set aside her reading glasses, giving him her full attention.

“Anya and Emma have blocked my calls,” he said, his voice tight with frustration and confusion. “I don’t understand why they would do that. Everything was fine just yesterday.”

Gina stood up and crossed the room to reach over and touch his arm gently. “Maybe they’re just– busy right now,” she said softly, trying to make him feel better. “You know how hectic things can get, especially with everything that’s going on.”

But Martin knew in his gut that something wasn’t right. He shook his head slowly, his jaw clenching. “No, there’s more going on here,” he said quietly, his voice taking on a determined edge. “And I’m going to find out exactly what it is.”

Getting more frustrated by the minute, Martin turned to Gina and held out his hand demandingly. “Let me use your phone,” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument,

Chapter 152. Qutung Contact

Gina hesitated, her fingers nervously playing with the chain of her necklace, but she eventually pulled out her phone and handed it over. She watched anxiously as Martin dialed Anya’s number, knowing in her heart that this probably wouldn’t end well.

This time, Anya answered. “Hello?” Her voice sounded cold and distant, nothing like the warm, loving niece they used to know.

“Anya, why did you block my number?” Martin demanded, his patience wearing thin.

“What do you want, Martin?” Anya shot back, her voice filled with barely concealed hostility. The use of his first name instead of “Uncle” didn’t go unnoticed. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I want you and your husband to come have dinner with us tonight,” Martin said firmly, trying to keep his anger in check. “We’re family. We should talk”

Anya laughed, but it wasn’t her usual warm laugh. This one was harsh and bitter, like winter wind. “No thanks. We’re not interested in getting to know you. Not anymore.”

Gina couldn’t stay quiet anymore. She felt her face flush with anger at Anya’s disrespectful tone. “Show some respect to your uncle, Anya!” she said sharply. “Even if we don’t agree on everything, you can’t talk to him like that!” She always stood up for Martin like this – it was one of the things that made their marriage work, one of the things that made him happy.

But Anya just laughed again, and this time it was even colder. “Respect? From you?” she said mockingly. “Why should I respect a cheater like you?”

Gina gasped, feeling as if she’d been slapped. Her hand flew to her throat as the blood drained from her face. Before she could gather her thoughts to defend herself, Anya continued her verbal assault.