Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!-Chapter 31 - The Hunk Show

After her shower, she saw a message from Sophia Hart.

Sophia Hart: [Pear Sister, it’s so lonely eating alone.

I’m going to come over to your place for dinner tonight, is that okay?]

Julia Land smiled and replied: [Welcome, come on over.]

Sophia Hart sent a kissing face emoji: [Pear Sister, do you know?

Brother Thompson is so funny.

He actually doesn’t let me call you Little Pear.

He’s really domineering.]

“….”

Julia Land was unaware of this interlude and responded in agreement: [Right, domineering.]

She opened her room door, stuck her head out, and called, “Little Violet, prepare one more dish, Sophia is coming over for dinner.”

“Okay.”

Julia Land turned on her computer, opened her email, and saw Alexander Strong, who had contacted her a while back about customizing songs.

Without thinking, she knew these songs were for Arabella Shaw.

She wouldn’t sell them even at a higher price.

Julia Land replied to the email, refusing.

When Sophia Hart came over for dinner and saw Violet, her face would turn red.

This girl was definitely about judging by appearances.

When she found out that the meal was cooked by Violet, with every bite of food, she would compliment, “Delicious, really delicious.”

Julia Land almost died of laughter.

Violet kept her composure while eating and said, “Thank you, if it’s delicious, eat more.”

After dinner, Sophia Hart took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Julia Land worried that the young miss wouldn’t know how to wash dishes, so she followed her in.

“Pear Sister, Mr.

Thompson isn’t here tonight.

I’ll take you somewhere.

Do you want to go?”

Sophia Hart whispered, her eyes twinkling and her smile beaming.

Julia Land raised an eyebrow and nodded.

“Why can we only go when he’s not here?”

She didn’t think he had any control over where she wanted to go.

Come evening, the lights of Dunmore City were brilliant and splendid, with some places just becoming bustling.

Sophia Hart, who seemed to know her way around, led Julia Land into a club.

Both were accompanied by bodyguards dressed in suits who looked very menacing, giving a strong sense of security.

Upon entering the club, Sophia Hart asked the bodyguards to sit at a different table.

Julia Land had never imagined she would step into this kind of place one day.

A paradise for rich ladies.

A male stripper show.

The music had a strong rhythm, and the lights were intimately designed.

On stage, two men, bare-chested, with trousers hanging precariously low around their hips as if they would slip off at any moment.

They thrust their hips, seductively dancing.

Sophia Hart clapped her hands excitedly and asked Julia Land, “Pear Sister, what do you think?

Like it?

Which one do you fancy?

We can call him over for a drink later.”

Julia Land gave a light cough and a thumbs-up, “Quite the view, but isn’t it problematic for you to come here?”

After all, Sophia Hart was James Thompson’s third wife.

Julia Land worried for the girl.

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Sophia Hart winked and smiled, “Don’t worry, as long as it’s not physical infidelity, his dad won’t care.”

Reassured by this, Julia Land relaxed.

The two discussed which number to call over for a drink later on.

Sophia Hart picked number 5, and Julia Land picked number 1.

Number one was a brawny muscle man.

Number five was more refined.

The two bodyguards who came with Julia Land exchanged glances with each other.

But as bodyguards, they would not report their employer’s affairs to the real employer, Mr.

Thompson.

This sort of accompaniment for drinks is about buying the club’s expensive drinks.

Julia Land and Sophia Hart ordered drinks but didn’t drink them; the muscular men would chat with them.

They were having a good time chatting.

Who would have thought they would run into the buzzkill Eliza Quarter here.

Eliza Quarter walked into the club with her friends and passed by Julia Land’s table, where she saw Julia and scoffed, “Julia Land?

I didn’t expect you to come here to see the show.”

She looked at the two men who were there to drink and chuckled sarcastically, “Sure enough, life gets better with the Quarter Family’s money.”

Sophia Hart frowned, “Who is she?

Her breath stinks; keep away.”

Julia Land couldn’t help but laugh softly, “She’s my former sister-in-law, and indeed, she has quite the stinky mouth.”

The two exchanged questions and answers like this.

Instantly, Eliza Quarter’s face turned green.

Her pretty face darkened, and in their circle, she had never seen Sophia Hart, “Who are you?

I’m talking to Julia, what’s it to you?”

“It’s my mouth, can you control it?” Sophia Hart pouted her red lips, “You are disturbing our show, please leave.”

Eliza Quarter found it laughable, “This is not your store, why should I leave just because you said so?

I want the two of you to get out.”

The Quarter Family held significant status in Dunmore City as well.

This club was run by the playboy Trevor Sullivan from the Sullivan Family, who would definitely show respect to the Quarter Family.

Eliza Quarter just felt that Julia Land was really overestimating herself.

A mere upstart stepdaughter from the Langston Family.

And only because she had the backing of her uncle from the Thompson Family to confront her.

Julia Land poured Sophia Hart a glass of juice, “Sophia, just watch the show, ignore her, I got this.”

This matter had started because of her; naturally, she couldn’t let Sophia Hart fight for her.

Julia Land gave Eliza Quarter a sidelong glance, with a sneer, “With so much money from the Quarter Family, of course life is good.

Isn’t that normal?

I’m no longer the Quarter Family’s daughter-in-law, don’t come throwing your sister-in-law’s weight around in front of me, it’s embarrassing.”

Eliza Quarter’s first instinct was to raise her hand arrogantly, aiming to slap Julia.

Julia lifted a glass of juice from the table and threw it in Eliza Quarter’s face.

“Ah!

Julia, you cheap woman!!”

Eliza Quarter let out a piercing scream.

The sticky juice on her face made her want to go mad.

Eliza Quarter’s girlfriends, who had initially come to watch the drama, hurriedly grabbed tissues to help her wipe the juice off.

With the incident escalating, the muscular men’s show came to a temporary halt.

Sophia Hart glared unhappily at Eliza Quarter; this woman was truly annoying.

The club manager came over, cursing his bad luck inwardly.

The boss had come for an inspection today, and now, these patrons were making a scene.

“Manager, you’ve come at just the right time; drive these two women out of the club, and put tonight’s losses on my tab,” Eliza Quarter said, throwing the tissue in her hand at Julia, who dodged.

Eliza’s gaze fell on the hand Julia had tied up with a strap, hanging around her neck, a flicker passed through her eyes, and she hurled her handbag at Julia’s hand.

Julia dodged, and the bodyguards came to protect her and Sophia Hart.

“So, you’ve hired bodyguards, thinking you’re so powerful?” Eliza eyed the club manager, “Kick these two out.”

The young ladies who came with Eliza, all from good families themselves, chimed in, “They’re delaying our show, kick them both out.”

The club manager looked at Sophia Hart, knowing she was the guest the boss personally instructed to be taken good care of.

He didn’t have the guts to throw anyone out.

When Trevor Sullivan received the call from the club manager while he was lounging in the office,

the boss said, “A friend of Miss Hart has had a conflict with the young Miss from the Quarter Family.”

“Where are they?

I’ll be right there.”

James Thompson had given him a heads up to look after Sophia Hart who liked to watch the shows.

When he saw Julia Land next to Sophia Hart, “…”

He felt a headache coming on.

How did she get here too??

If James Thompson found out, would his club still survive??