NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide-Chapter 251: A Mother’s Love

Freddie stood nervously beside his mother, who was in contrast very calm.

"Stop shaking so much," Emily shot him a glare, "We are here because of what you did,"

"I-I know, it’s just that..." he paused to take a breath, "who exactly did you say is coming?"

"The man who wants you dead,"

"The Baker? How?!" Freddie asked in disbelief.

"Just shut up and don’t say anything except I ask you to,"

They were standing in the middle of her office, when the office phone on her desk began to ring.

"Ma’am there’s someone here to see you," her worker said as she answered the phone.

"Send him up," she replied before putting it down.

AA few minutes later, the door opened and a man and a woman stepped inside.

"Christopher." She walked toward him with a bright smile.

"Emily." He smiled just as warmly, pulling her into a brief hug.

He leaned in slightly before pulling back. "You always smell so delicious."

"Stop it," she laughed softly. "I’m still a married woman."

He raised a brow, amused. "I only said you smell amazing. I didn’t say I planned on having a taste."

"What are you saying?" Her cheeks flushed as she nudged him lightly. "My son is right here."

Christopher chuckled, finally glancing toward the boy.

"Oh yes, the infamous Freddie," his bright playful tone subtly faded away. "I heard you have been causing a lot of trouble,"

’So this is the Baker?’ Freddie thought, trying to maintain his composure ’He really doesn’t look that scary’

He had long, dark hair that fell past his shoulders, smooth and well kept. A few loose strands framed his face, making his sharp features look softer.

His eyes were warm and steady, and when he smiled, it was calm and easy—naturally charming without trying.

He wore a loosely fitted cream shirt with his sleeves rolled up,

He wasn’t loud or flashy. Just quietly handsome, with a presence that made the atmosphere tense.

’Since when has my mother known this guy?’

"Christopher—"

"Don’t even think about it Emily, your son knew what he was getting into. Do you know he tricked a total of twenty-two girls into getting abused by old men,"

Emily covered her mouth as she gasped. She couldn’t believe the monster she had actually raised.

’How did he know the exact number?’ Freddie wondered but didn’t dare to ask, only gritting his teeth in annoyance.

"I already have your brother, but I haven’t touched him yet because of you, Emily"

"You have my Uncle?!" Freddie was too shocked to remain quiet.

Emily was much more composed, not even showing any notable reaction.

"Whatever happens to that idiot in none of my concern, he was the one who involved Freddie in all this things. I promise you, Freddie is a good boy,"

"I understand that he’s your son but you shouldn’t be so sure, and also you know that’s not the problem here," the Baker said calmly walking to the other side of the room,

"I honestly couldn’t care less what they did, I only care that they got exposed to the public. And you know that is something I can’t forgive, even if it is you,"

"Then don’t..." Freddie suddenly said boldly.

He was holding his cellphone tightly, while breathing heavily.

"Who the hell needs your forgiveness," he said brazenly. "I’ve figured out how to deal with people like you,"

"Freddie what are doing?" Emily asked, worriedly

"Don’t worry mom, I’ll protect you and Uncle. With this," he switched on his phone and showed it to them.

"This is my confession of everything that happened, it details my contribution as well as yours, but it focuses mostly on the magical items you bake. I’m going to send it to the police as well as online journalists, if you do not leave us alone,"

Although he was anxious, Freddie still had an accomplished grin on his face because he thought he had successfully blackmailed the Baker, but he didn’t know all he had done was dig his own grave.

In an instant, the woman who had accompanied him to the office moved.

She flipped through the air with shocking speed, her heel striking the phone out of Freddie’s hand before he could react. It clattered across the floor.

Before he could move, her arm snapped around his neck, squeezing hard. His breath caught instantly as she drove him to the floor, holding him there as his vision began to blur.

She did all this effortlessly, without even breaking a sweat.

"Now you’ve done it," Christopher said, his voice low and firm.

"No wait! He didn’t mean anything he said. He would never do such a thing," Emily grabbed the Baker’s hand as she sobbed, "I promise, I’ll make sure—"

"It doesn’t matter Emily, as long as he said it..."

"Please Christopher," she begged desperately, "he’s just scared. He would never do something so stupid,"

"Emily I’m sorry but I can’t take such risks," he sighed painfully.

She wiped her tears and stood up to her feet "Then you would have to kill me too, because I’m not letting you harm my only child,"

"Emily..." he murmured.

He already knew this was going to be the final result, the love of a mother was always so stupidly blinding.

"You know I can’t do that..." he scratched the back of his head, letting out a soft, frustrated sigh before a faint smile curved his lips. "How could I ever hurt my beautiful goddess?"

"Let him go," he ordered and she obeyed,

He then bent down beside Freddie, "Who else knows about my existence, answer honestly,"

Freddie was already shaken up from almost dying. He couldn’t take any chances.

"There are two of my Friends, but they don’t know much and they would never say anything,"

"Okay," he replied, before standing up "I’ll take your word for it,"

"There’s one more person," Just then Freddie remembered, "his name is Yohan, an old classmate,"

"Yohan?" Emily wondered. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Yes, I never told him anything but it seems like he already knew about you,"

"He knew about me?" Christopher’s brow’s furrowed.