Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Joycelyn’s head was knocked to the side, and her fair skin immediately turned red where the slap had landed. She looked at Iris, her eyes moving from shock to anger, and finally settling into a deep, soul–crushing disappointment.

Without thinking, Joycelyn raised her hand and slapped Octavia across the face. “From now on, not a single cent of my money will go to you. Don’t push me–if you do, I’ll expose all your dirty little secrets!”

Octavia, caught off guard, quickly recovered. “How dare you hit me?” she shouted, her face twisted with fury, as she tried to retaliate. But Joycelyn grabbed her wrist and pushed her away with force.

Iris, worried, grabbed Octavia and scolded Joycelyn, “How could you hit Octavia? She’s your sister!”

Joycelyn sneered, “You hit me too, didn’t you? It’s only right for me to discipline your daughter.”

Iris‘ voice was cold, full of disdain. “What’s wrong with you, Joycelyn? Are you trying to drive me insane?”

Iris, usually mild–mannered, now glared at Joycelyn, her gaze sharp and accusing–as if Joycelyn were the one who was morally corrupt, the one in the wrong

By now, a crowd had gathered, some of them pulling out their phones to snap pictures.

In public, airing out her family’s dirty laundry like this was a huge blow to her pride, and everyone would judge her for it. But Joycelyn didn’t care. She immediately called security.

Aurelia and Selene, still worried, had turned back and saw the chaos. They rushed over.

“What’s going on? Why are you hitting her? Security! Security! Someone’s being assaulted!” Aurelia shouted as she ran to the security booth.

The security guard, having been on break, hadn’t noticed anything earlier. By the time he arrived, he immediately stopped Iris and Octavia.

“Where did these crazy people come from?” the guard demanded.

“We’re not crazy!” Octavia shouted, her voice shrill. “She’s my sister, and my mom was just trying to teach her a lesson. She shouldn’t be sleeping around with old men for money. We’re not crazy!”

As the crowd grew, the whispers started. People couldn’t help but notice Joycelyn’s fresh, natural beauty. Even without makeup, her elegance in simple office attire made her stand out.

But with Octavia’s accusations, people started looking at her with suspicion, as if trying to see her as the villain.

Joycelyn ignored them and called the police.

Octavia, seizing the opportunity, sneered, “Calling the police won’t cover up your hypocrisy and heartlessness!” Iris continued her tirade, calling Joycelyn cold–hearted and ungrateful, a girl who had no respect for her family.

Moments later, the police arrived.

Joycelyn remained composed, and when she saw the officers, she started speaking in a choked voice, trying to sound as innocent and wronged as possible, “She’s accusing me of being with old men, but I haven’t done anything.

“I think something happened to me without my knowledge, so I’m reporting it to clear things up, especially about what

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happened last night.” Her voice cracked, sounding every bit the victim.

she instinctively looked at Iris.

remember leaving the private room and running into you. Maybe we should investigate

was at the dinner too,

look nervous. She covered half her face and glanced at Iris. “Mom, it’s all Joycelyn’s fault that Dad got into trouble.

shielding her like a protective mother bear. “Family issues should stay within the family. There’s no need to involve the

for defamation. There were so many people filming earlier–I’m sure someone got it on video, Joycelyn said, her face calm and collected,

her sleeves and stood beside Joycelyn,

glance at the police, clearly afraid that they would investigate what happened the night before.

all compassion? For a man, you’re willing to break ties with your family–are you

at Joycelyn’s

started this

feigned emotion. “I worked so hard to raise you,

me?”

Joycelyn into feeling guilty. The rift between them had deepene

to it now, and even Aurelia and Selene felt

and berate your child in public? You say you raised her, but hasn’t she been nothing but

skipping expensive meals and avoiding fancy clothes. Meanwhile, look at your daughter–designer brands

Octavia a

she was

Iris. The shame was clear in her flushed face as she

from her family. She didn’t know what a healthy, normal relationship was

being exploited for so long that even when she tried to break free,

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grounded.

face filled with disbelief, turned

cover her tracks. “These are all fake, really cheap

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Those Gucci shoes of yours

me you’ve been getting financial support from some rich old man, and now you’re trying to blame your sister. No wonder you’re so good

haven’t!” Octavia protested

Joycelyn replied coolly, her gaze as cold as

to argue. “Mom,

you could leave without apologizing?” Joycelyn’s tone was firm and resolute. She wasn’t

to walk off, but she was

now

when it served her, and though her apology was forced and clearly insincere, Joycelyn

cup of coffee when William hurried in, looking anxious. “Mr. Grant,

coffee cup down. With

E

fair skin immediately turned red where the slap had landed. She looked at Iris, her eyes moving from shock to anger, and

on, not a single cent of my money will go to you. Don’t push me–if

guard, quickly recovered. “How dare you hit me?” she shouted, her face twisted with fury, as she tried to

scolded Joycelyn, “How

hit me too, didn’t you? It’s only right for

disdain. “What’s wrong with you, Joycelyn? Are you trying to drive

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