Chapter 148

Crash!

Out of nowhere, the courtyard door was kicked off its hinges! Mr. Stone, face like thunder, hobbled in on his cane, with Cheryl, sporting a bruised cheek, at his side, steadying him. Yafe followed, looking just as sour.

"Grandpa! Dad!"

Celena, jolted by the racket, dropped her papers and rushed to meet them.

However, Cheryl was on her like a storm, scattering Celena's papers to the wind before slapping her hard across the face. "I warned you! I won't let this slide! You had the nerve to hit me!"

Stunned by the blow, Celena's eyes brimmed with tears.

It was the second time today Cheryl slapped her.

less. She couldn't fathom why the Stones had it in for her so badly. Wasn't she one

her, even

the slap. He snorted with disdain and stepped forward, his voice icy

stood off to the side, her hand pressed against her tear-streaked face. "He's gone out with Jovie," she said, her voice

heart and the sting of injustice—how could her grandfather just stand by while Cheryl slapped her and pretended nothing happened?—Celena fetched a chair for him. She couldn't forget that Mr. Stone's legs weren't what they used

and he let out a dismissive snort. "Save it. I'm not here to sit. I'm here to

her face. "However, Grandfather, wasn't it decided that the best

intent on stripping the project from her grasp—and

answers. Why was he so indifferent, so harsh with her? Wasn't

Mr. Stone's voice was laced with anger. "I still call the shots in the Stone family. Since when do

tears fell freely. "I wouldn't dare," she murmured, her

spirit crushed. She didn't even notice when Mr.

Anything you have, I'll take it from you. There's no place

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