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Elsa sat slumped against the wall, unable to see the screen but hearing every sound from the video. Her fingers twisted tightly in her clothes, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm. She couldn’t even tell whether it was fear or hatred consuming her.

But one thought burned in her mind: Simon had told her the Bale family valued privacy. There had never been cameras inside the main house. So how could her actions have been caught on film?

Zoey and the others were too sharp not to notice the doubt flickering across her face. In truth, there *hadn’t* been cameras before. But after Mary’s birthday banquet, when Wen Ying had tried to ruin Lily and then attempted to pin the blame back on her, they had decided precautions were necessary. With their foolish grandson still dragging Elsa into the house from time to time, they feared more schemes. And so, surveillance had been installed.

None of them felt the need to explain that to Elsa.

“I didn’t… I-”

*Smack!*

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cracked across her cheek

tried to hurt Lily. What face do you have to deny it? Simon may be hopelessly stupid, but even his eyes

trying to—I

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lip curled in disgust. She slapped her again, even harder. “Not on purpose? Don’t tell me Lily forced

wouldn’t believe such garbage. Elsa, you are truly

video, when Lily and the child she carried had nearly

vicious than the last, Elsa’s face, already swollen like a steamed bun, grew redder and more

been drifting in shock all night,

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and then watching the damning video. His soul felt torn from his

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broken, pain–filled cries that snapped

You can’t do this to

*Smack!*

mouth, Simon! I can’t believe I gave birth to such an idiot! Tomorrow we’re doing a paternity test. Whether you’re my son or not, hear me well–if you dare keep clinging to this slut, you can get out of my house! My son may be imperfect, may be foolish, but he will *never* be a man too blind to tell right

into him harder. than the sting on his

despair only thickened when he saw her fisted hand still tangled in Elsa’s hair,

“Mom, please stop! Lizzy’s already so sick–three, maybe four