A Replacement Bride

Chapter 102

"You still want to see the journalists?" John's expression was terrifyingly dark, and his gaze was like that of a venomous snake as he stared at Katherine.

Katherine looked up at him innocently. "Didn't you say that I was in the wrong? Now everyone is talking bad about Robert, so of course, I should step up and correct the misunderstanding for him. Is there something wrong with that? You also said just now that I was shameless for giving him a chance to touch me."

John was pissed by Katherine's few sentences, but everything she said truly came from his mouth, so he couldn't even retort. He could only swallow the anger back in.

"That's all for this incident! I'll hold a press conference myself and tell them that it was only a misunderstanding and Robert was just joking. I don't want this incident to get blown out of proportion." John humphed, refusing to waste more time debating with Katherine on who was in the wrong.

Katherine lowered her head, curving her lips into a mocking smile.

Seeing that Katherine didn't protest, John allowed his tense expression to relax. He was about to keep talking when he heard Joaquin's cold voice. "Who said we're just going to forget about this incident? Since Robert did something like that, he should receive punishment for it. If he has to be jailed, then he should be jailed."

"Joaquin! Do you have to make things worse than it is right now? She wasn't hurt at all, and she didn't lose anything. You—" Joaquin's words provoked John so much that he jumped up in a fury, pointing at Joaquin as he roared.

However, he hadn't finished talking when Joaquin interrupted him coldly, his voice even colder than before. "So when something happened to my mom back then, you also behaved like this and had no intentions of pursuing the matter, forcing my mom to commit suicide in the end, correct?"

Joaquin's words were like lightning that cruelly struck everyone present.

Elizabeth was the first to respond as she hastily broke up the argument between the two. "Enough! There should not be any grudges between father and son! You two, just be more careful with your words! Robert truly did something wrong this time, so he should apologize to Kathy, and we can all forget about it. John, since it's not often that you come back, you must be tired. Go up and rest."

"Yes, that's right. John, you must be exhausted. I'll get someone to put in hot water for your bath. Let's go up and rest." Hera helped change the subject nervously.

"You still want to see the journalists?" John's expression was terrifyingly dark, and his gaze was like that of a venomous snake as he stared at Katherine.

Katherine looked at Elizabeth and Hera in shock. The two rarely agreed with each other like this. Could it be that there was a hidden secret behind the death of Joaquin's mother?

Joaquin curved his lips into a cold smile. He had no intentions of saying anything as he watched the family struggling to cover up their own unsightly deeds.

John took a deep breath and suppressed the negative emotions. "Robert's incident ends here." He glanced at Katherine. With that, he allowed Hera to lead him up the stairs.

Take her upstairs to rest." Elizabeth glanced at the two, then waved a hand and dismissed

to her own room. Soon after, the other members

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