My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

731  Chapter 730

Oliver stared at his phone, utterly bewildered.

He squinted at the screen again, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"What are they doing with the suitcases?"

Before he could process it, Jake piped up, "Are they planning to run away? Looks like they're fully prepared."

Jake's words nearly pushed Oliver over the edge. He yelled in frustration, "That's impossible!"

Oliver frantically dialed Marisa's number again, muttering to himself, "They must have misunderstood, thinking Lewis is coming after us. They don't know that I've already worked it out with him. He's not going to hold a grudge, not after we talked things through. That has to be it…"

He fumbled with his phone, desperate to tell them everything was fine. "I'll explain everything. They don't have to move out."

But as the call went through, no one picked up.

Melissa stood there, arms crossed, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Maybe they're too busy packing to answer your call. Why don't you try your driver?"

Melissa hadn't expected Oliver to have set up Marisa with such a lavish house. Not only did she have a driver, but four servants as well.

This wasn't the typical mistress setup—she was living like a second wife!

Thinking back to when she and Jake were kicked out with nothing, Melissa seethed with anger. Oliver had been so heartless, not giving them a cent, and now Marisa was living in luxury.

She glanced at Oliver and sneered, "Go on, make the call. See what happens."

Ignoring her, Oliver hung up on Marisa and dialed his driver.

The driver picked up almost immediately.

"Tell Marisa she doesn't need to pack. Just come pick me up!" Oliver barked.

There was a brief pause on the other end. "Sir, I don't think we're coming to get you."

Oliver froze. "What are you doing then?"

"It looks like we're moving out."

"Don't you dare move out!"

Oliver was practically shouting now. "Put Marisa on the phone!"

"Ma'am said she's not taking your call. We have things to do, so we're going to have to hang up now, sir."

The driver's words sent a surge of panic through Oliver.

If they hung up, Marisa and Selena would be gone for good!

"Don't you hang up!" Oliver roared.

There was a pause.

Oliver continued, voice trembling with rage, "I pay your salary. You do as I say! Bring the car here and get those two women back here now!"

The driver chuckled. "You 'used' to pay my salary, sir. And for that, I want to thank you. You helped me take care of my family for a while."

Oliver blinked in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying thanks for the help before, but now that you're broke, we won't be bothering you anymore. Goodbye, sir."

Before Oliver could respond, the line went dead.

His hands shook with fury as he opened the security camera feed on his phone.

He watched in stunned silence as the driver climbed out of the car and casually glanced toward the camera, giving it a little wave.

Then, the driver walked to the trunk and began loading the suitcases into the car. When he was done, he sauntered over to Marisa, slipping his arm around her waist.

Selena smiled warmly at him.

The driver said something, and all three of them—Marisa, Selena, and the driver—turned toward the camera, waving goodbye.

Moments later, they all got into the car, and the driver drove off.

Oliver exploded with rage, stomping his foot on the ground. "Get out of the car! Marisa, you cheating witch! How dare you! You've been betraying me all along! You're all scum!"

Watching Oliver's impotent fury was almost too much for Jake and Melissa to handle.

They exchanged amused glances.

Jake, still trying to remain calm, looked at his father. "Do you need help with something?"

After all, Oliver was still his father. Jake couldn't just let him go hungry.

But Oliver's eyes lit up with hope, like a drowning man grasping for a lifeline. He lunged forward, grabbing Jake's arm. "My good son! Help your old man out!" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Jake sighed, looking at his father. "I can rent you a place and give you enough for basic living expenses every month…"

"I don't need that! I need you to drive me to find them! Catch them! I refuse to believe that Marisa really betrayed me. She and Selena must have been kidnapped by the driver!"

Jake stared at him, speechless.

After everything that had just happened, Oliver was still living in denial.

Jake let out a dry laugh, at a loss for words. He was about to refuse when Melissa said, "Take him."

Jake blinked, turning to her.

Melissa's gaze never left Oliver. "Take him to see for himself. Let him face reality."

Jake nodded in understanding.

He had inherited old Mrs. Horton's car, so he went over and started it up.

As he was about to ask Oliver where to go, a message popped up on his phone. It was from Lewis containing an address: "Marisa is here."