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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her husband before, all of them gold diggers looking to climb the social ladder by snagging a wealthy

from women like Lydia for

things had finally settled down, here

opportunist, eyeing

force of nature,

been the last

recent standoff with Dalton over

engagement from Meryl to Lydia without so much as a heads-up. And to make

losing her son to this

blood boil.

A

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could see through Lydia's facade. Did Lydia

glint in Lydia's eyes was a dead

digger! How dare you think you're good enough for my son? You're not even fit

and third branches of the family, Charlotte lunged

you can just swoop in and become a princess?

had Lydia

utterly unprepared for this

win over the Aniston family,

fight back, and Cate joined in,

was in agony, unable to escape the barrage,

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she screamed

bed, yanking Charlotte and Cate away from Lydia with all his might. ""Enough! Stop it

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