Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 412:

Joanna’s eyes flickered with a moment of doubt before hardening with renewed rage. “Don’t act like you’re better than me, Kallie! If you’re so powerful, end me now! Kill me! Because if you don’t, I swear I’ll make your life a living hell. You should have died abroad! Why did you even come back? You’re vile, and your daughter is just as repulsive.”

Kallie’s expression hardened, her gaze turning icy as she stared down at Joanna. “In that case, I really shouldn’t have shown you any mercy,” she said, her voice cold and sharp. “Joanna, do you honestly believe this is all I can do?”

Joanna, still on the floor, sneered with defiance. “If you think you’re so powerful, then prove it! I’ve already lost Ethan; I’ve got nothing left to lose.”

Kallie offered a faint, knowing smile, choosing not to dignify Joanna’s challenge with a response. She simply turned and left the room.

In the adjoining room, a group of reporters stood nervously, their cameras clutched tightly. These were the very people Joanna had hired to smear Kallie’s reputation.

Kallie gestured for one of them to approach. The reporter stepped forward eagerly, his smile ingratiating. “Ms. Nixon, rest assured, I’ll handle everything as you’ve asked.”

a slight nod, her expression unreadable. “Did you record

I did,” the reporter

of infidelity, which leads to her mental breakdown. We’ll make it look like she even tried to imprison him

this story will be massive. Once it’s out, it’ll be the talk of the town. I’ve already coordinated with my colleagues. Everyone will

chilling laugh escaped Kallie’s lips, her eyes devoid of any warmth. “You seem to be an expert at doing

report on didn’t mess

“So, how about we turn the tables, huh? Let someone dig up all your dirty laundry and splash it across the headlines. How would

vanished, replaced by wide-eyed

her hand and said to her bodyguards,

away, his pathetic whimpers echoing down the hall.

fell into tense silence, broken only by the reporter’s fading