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

women like Lydia for

when things had

opportunist, eyeing her son

a force of nature, and she wouldn't

been the last

recent standoff with

Meryl

of losing her son to

blood boil.

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fellow woman, she could see through Lydia's facade. Did Lydia

eyes was a dead giveaway, starkly contrasting

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

onlookers from the second and third branches of the family, Charlotte lunged

just swoop in and become a princess? Who do

react, Charlotte had Lydia

was utterly unprepared

the Aniston family, eager to

didn't dare fight

agony, unable to escape

A

she

chaos. He sprang from the hospital bed, yanking Charlotte and Cate away from Lydia with all

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