Chapter 3 Mess With Him

At that moment, Delilah had taken on the role of the female head of the Price household. All the servants were scrambling to please her. "Mr. Price, we've searched every possible place that Miss Queen could be, but there's no sign of her!" Hearing his subordinate's report, Damon's brows furrowed in a cold scowl. His grip on the coffee cup tightened. ‘That damn woman! She's good at hiding; even I can't find her.’ "By the way, we just received a package from Miss Queen. It's something for you!" The subordinate nervously handed over an envelope. Inside was a bank card, along with a note. [Ten million, for the trouble you've had fulfilling my needs over the past three years. Honestly, considering your skills, I really overpaid you!] Crack! The bank card snapped in half in his palm, and a storm brewed in his eyes. "Find her. Turn Vernon upside down if you have to. Get her here!" His subordinate immediately took the order. Before marrying him, he had thoroughly investigated her background. She had been adopted by foster parents in a poor rural area, with no support to speak of. He couldn't understand how she had become so fixated on his family, let alone how she managed to charm his grandfather into making her his granddaughter-in-law. Because of all this, Damon hated her even more. For the past three years, she hadn't worked, socialized, or even left the house. He hadn’t even transferred the compensation money he promised her, so where had this ten million come from? Damon narrowed his eyes. His ex-wife was truly a mystery! His assistant Kin, holding a tablet, stepped forward to report, "Mr. Price, I’ve just received news that the chairman election at Queen Corp has concluded. The new chairman is... the eldest daughter of the Queen family!" Damon raised his eyes in surprise. It was said that the former chairman of Queen Corp and his family died in a fire three years ago. Now, out of nowhere, the eldest daughter of the Queen family appeared, and she had even managed to outplay the most capable candidate, Jonah, to become the new chairman. It was clear that this woman had some skills. Queen Corp had always been a potential partner for Price Corp, but with the change in leadership, things had gotten more interesting. "Prepare the car. We're going to Queen Corp!" He was eager to see how this drama unfolded. A sleek black Rolls-Royce glided toward the parking lot in front of Queen Corp, just as a white Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon approached from the opposite direction. The two cars passed by each other. "Boss, you were pretty cool just now, huh? I think I’m falling more for you every day!" Eddie exclaimed with a lovestruck expression, almost about to plant a kiss. In order to watch the drama unfold, he had put on a mask and sneaked into Queen Corp with Hazel, and thankfully, no one had recognized him. Hazel lazily leaned against the car door, her eyes flashing as she glanced at him. "Aren't you supposed to be gay? When did you turn straight?" "Dammit, let's not talk about it. We're still friends, right? Can we still be happy together?" Eddie replied, his face flushed with embarrassment. Seeing Eddie nearly jump out of his skin, Hazel's mood, which had been dark for the past few days, lightened a little. "Boss, not good, we might have been followed!" Eddie suddenly yelled. Hazel glanced through the rearview mirror and narrowed her eyes. That limited-edition Rolls-Royce—only one person in Vernon owned one. "It’s Damon. Lose him!" Eddie's confidence surged. "Got it!" With one press of the accelerator, the car shot forward like lightning. But Damon’s driver was no amateur. With skilled driving, he closed the gap in just a few minutes. "Damn, I can’t keep up, Boss! The driver in the back is way too good!" Eddie slammed the steering wheel, cursing in embarrassment. Hazel shot him an eye-roll. "A man shouldn't say 'I can't do it.' Pull over, switch positions!" The two quickly swapped places. Hazel lowered her sunglasses and slammed the gas pedal. The car shot forward like an arrow, cutting through the wind at breakneck speed. On the wide road, amidst the crowded traffic, the white G-Wagon weaved through the cars effortlessly, breezing through red lights and narrowly avoiding rear-end collisions. As they entered the ring road, it felt like they had activated some kind of cheat code, speeding down the highway at an insane pace. "Ahh! Boss, slow down, I’m gonna die!" Eddie screamed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get a proper funeral!" Hazel responded calmly. Eddie almost choked on his own blood from the shock, barely surviving the scare, though he almost died from the frustration. The car in pursuit stayed right on their tail, refusing to give up. Assistant Kin looked strained. "Mr. Price, from my judgment, the driver of the car ahead seems to be a professional racer. You might have the wrong person. Do we continue chasing?" At the moment they passed the car, Damon caught a glimpse of a familiar profile. He and Hazel had been married for three years, so he should be able to recognize her. "Chase her!" His command was short, sharp, and decisive. Hazel wasn't familiar with the road conditions in this area, and seeing that there was no way to escape ahead, she shouted, "Hold on tight!" Before Eddie could react, everything spun around. A loud screech echoed through the air. The car executed a 180-degree drift. The car behind followed closely, blocking their path. The two cars faced each other, both flashing their hazards. The engines roared like beasts about to fight for dominance in the wild. Through the windshield, no one could clearly see each other's face, but the tension and provocation between them were palpable. The battle was on the verge of breaking out. Eddie swallowed hard. "Boss, if that bastard Damon finds out you’re the one messing with him, it’ll be a big problem." Hazel smiled, her lips curling. "That's exactly what I want—to mess with him!" In the next moment, she shifted gears and slammed the gas pedal. The two cars collided head-on, forcing the other to slide backward a few meters before Hazel pushed forward and sped away. She rolled down the window, extending her hand to provocatively wave at them. No one expected such a bold move, and even Kin was stunned. Looking at the man in the back seat, his face was dark with anger, and his eyes stormed with barely contained fury. "Within one hour, find this person and bring them to me!" he ordered. He was determined to see who had the guts to toy with Damon Price. Meanwhile... Eddie had gotten out of the car, clutching a tree and vomiting violently. Between his retching, he managed to give Hazel a thumbs-up. “Boss, you’re incredible! You still dare to mess with Damon Price? I’ll die happy if I never have to witness a scene like this again.” Hazel slowly tied her hair into a high ponytail, the upward tilt of her eyes adding a seductive charm to her expression. "It was just a warm-up. Nothing to brag about. By the way, get me a few people." "Get people for what?" "To do something big." ***