It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"You know something." And it was a firm statement from Ramon that demanded an explanation.

Ramon stood tall in front of Margaretha and looked foreign to the middle-aged woman, even though she had known Ramon since he was in Lis' womb. But, the young man in front of her now really had a domineering aura that made her lose her footing.

Ramon didn't really do anything, but those short words were like an emperor's verdict that was impossible to ignore.

"I… I don't know what you mean Ramon," Margaretha stammered, then cleared her throat to get her voice back, so when she spoke again she sounded more convincing. "I don't know Leon Dawson, if you think that Dawson guy has something to do with Lis, why don't you just ask her directly?"

But, of course the lie had been well seen by Ramon and he wouldn't have believed Margaretha so easily.

"If there's nothing else you want to ask, I'll go, I'll be late to meet my friend," she said, forcing a smile to form at the corners of her lips. "I'll contact you regarding the dress later."

Not far from them, a luxury car was waiting for Margaretha, where her assistant was sitting behind the driver's seat.

"I don't want to do this," Ramon mumbled as Margaretha turned around to quickly get into the car and away from the heir to the Tordoff family. "But, should I make you talk using Willy?" asked Ramon in a low voice.

Margaretha, who was about to descend the second step, instantly froze in place when Ramon uttered Willy's name in a threatening tone. Her heart was beating very fast while her hands started shaking uncontrollably.

It didn't take a genius to say that Margaretha was in a state of shock as well as real fear.

Slowly, Margaretha's body turned around to face Ramon again, she hoped what this man said wasn't true, and that he was just bragging about Willy.

However, Margaretha could see in the way Ramon was looking at her, if he knew. And he knew about Willy. But, how did he know about this?

"So can you tell me about Leon Dawson?" Ramon repeated his question. He was completely different from the Ramon that Margaretha had known all this time.

Yes, because this was Ramon's true nature. He just didn't show it when he was dealing with things he didn't think were necessary and was a waste of his energy.

However, this matter about Lis caught his attention and the fact that he was having a hard time getting more information about Leon Dawson didn't sit well with him at all.

"What do you mean by using Willy?" Margaretha asked and subconsciously she lowered her voice, as if afraid that someone else would hear them. Her eyes glazed over at Ramon, as if she couldn't believe that the dark secret of her life that only a few people knew about, was also known to Ramon.

Ramon looked at Margaretha, but the expression on his face didn't change, he wasn't in a hurry to answer the question, instead, this man was observing the woman who was his mother's best friend, making Margaretha even more uncomfortable upon being watched like that.

Ramon really knew how to deal with someone to get what he wanted. "Should I explain who Willy is? Or should I start from the story twenty years ago?"

"Stop it!" cried Margaret. Her breath hitched and her body trembled. This time she lowered her head, not wanting to look Ramon straight in the eye. "How did you know about Willy? Lis told you?"

"We don't have enough free time to talk about your past." So in other words, it was impossible for Lis and Ramon to talk about Margaretha's past, even though they met.

Moreover, it was rare for Ramon to see his mother if it wasn't for work problems, even though they lived in the same area.

Regarding Hailee's pregnancy, Lis did look happy when she found out, but Ramon wouldn't let his guard down so easily. There were many secrets that shrouded this situation and made things look suspicious.

"So, what is the relationship between Leon Dawson and Lis?" From the flinching response Margareth gave, it seemed that she knew more than Ramon had expected. "You can think about it again," said Ramon when he noticed that Margaretha was having a conflict with herself to answer Ramon's question. "I will wait for the answer until tomorrow."

After saying this, Ramon turned around and was about to enter the house, but Margaretha stopped him with a question.

"What if my answer is no?" she asked. She raised her head to see how Ramon would respond to this, but all she saw was the expressionless face of her best friend's son.

"I don't want to do this to you, but you certainly know how people like us work to get what we want," Ramon said quietly.

Margaretha gritted her teeth. "You would do this to your own mother's best friend? People you've known since birth? Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, forgive me if you think like that." Lie. Of course these words were just a mere formality. "But the world isn't always fair and I'm giving you a choice."

"If I don't want to say it, what will you do? Tell my husband about Willy?" Margaretha asked impatiently.

Nobody knew about Willy and that Margaretha would keep in touch with him like that.

"No," Ramon shook his head grimly. "The media will know about it."

Ramon's last sentence made Margaretha flinch and almost lose her balance, if it was not for Ramon who quickly reached out his hand to steady her again. After all, Margaretha was standing at the top of the stairs and an accident wouldn't look good in this situation.

"Ramon you…" Margaretha was at a loss for words to describe how she felt. She pushed Ramon's hand away when she could get a firmer footing. "…you, insolent! How dare you do that to me!"

"Don't complicate things, I just want some information you know." Ramon made it seem like his request was a simple question that shouldn't have caused Margaretha to have such a big reaction. "But, the final choice remains in your hands. Choose wisely."