Chapter 47 A Flurry of Slaps

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"Not only have you made a fool of him, but you've also driven a wedge between us!

"What are you doing here? Trying to repulse everyone?"

Lydia knew Charlotte had never liked her.

She had always seen Charlotte as the quintessential high-society matron, someone who carried herself with an air of superiority.

Even if Charlotte looked down on her, Lydia thought it would

be nothing more than a frosty reception.

She never expected Charlotte to lash out physically. Caught completely off guard, Lydia didn't have time to react as Charlotte's hand connected with her face, delivering two sharp slaps that left her cheeks stinging and swollen.

Charlotte's eyes were bloodshot with rage, her chest heaving

as she glared at Lydia. The sight of her made Charlotte's

blood boil.

She thought, "What makes you think you're worthy of marrying my son?"

Chapter 47 A Flurry of Slaps

Lydia's manipulative little games were transparent to Charlotte.

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to climb the social ladder by snagging a wealthy man. Charlotte had fought tooth and nail to maintain her status as a high-society

like

things had finally

eyeing

of nature, and she

the last straw, making

with Dalton over

engagement from Meryl to Lydia without so much as

son to

blood boil.

A

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through Lydia's facade. Did Lydia truly love Dallon, or was it just his status

calculating glint in Lydia's eyes was a dead

think you're good enough for my son? You're not even fit

branches of the family, Charlotte lunged

and become a princess? Who do you think you

time anyone could react, Charlotte had

unprepared for

come here hoping to win over the Aniston family, eager to

dare fight back, and Cate joined in,

agony, unable to escape the barrage, her

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she

twitched at the chaos. He sprang from the hospital bed, yanking Charlotte and Cate away from Lydia with all his might. ""Enough! Stop it right

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