Misty's face turned even paler.She understood what was going on very well. There was nothing that Hannah couldn't accomplish. She had Darren backing her up and was now in a very favorable position. Even Matthew and Claudia couldn't stop them if they wanted to see Misty. She couldn't escape.Misty weakly closed her eyes. She didn't even have the energy to be angry anymore. With trembling fingers, she took the phone from Ivy and found that the commotion about Starshine Entertainment had gradually subsided online after causing a sensation for so long. However, half an hour ago, Hannah had retweeted a tweet.It was a recording from Misty's livestream outside the Hophur District police station.Then, she mentioned Misty in the tweet, saying, "Ms. Misty, when are you going to fulfill your bet? Can't you even do these two simple requests?" Countless fans and onlookers joined the frenzy below this tweet. Fans and strangers were all tagging Misty as well. "Ms. Hannah,
In the somewhat awkward silence, Misty's voice echoed particularly clearly as she descended the stairs. "It's just a bet, Hannah. Is it necessary for you to come knocking on my door so eagerly?" She couldn't help but glare at Hannah. Anger surged within her chest. Coldly, she continued, "You seem to be in a hurry as if you've been looking forward to my misfortune. Hannah, don't you find it embarrassing?" "If people who lose in a bet don't feel embarrassed, then why should I?" Hannah lifted her head and looked over while running her finger along the rim of her cup. She lifted her red lips slightly and said in a soft voice, "A bet is a bet. Misty, can you not afford to lose?" "What bet?" Matthew frowned. He had never paid much attention to the strained relationship between the two sisters. Misty had always appeared obedient and rarely showed such an aggressive side in front of him. Being of an older age and not particularly interested in the online world,
Matthew's expression turned highly unpleasant in an instant. He frowned and was ready to explode with anger. However, Hannah didn't give him the chance. She wasn't Misty, surviving on his every breath. Since she stopped caring about him, her actions were guided by her true feelings, and she didn't need to pay attention to his mood. Without lingering, she turned and left, leaving the Emersons with her graceful figure. The feeling of being unable to vent his frustrations was driving Matthew crazy. Clink! He grabbed the teacup that Hannah had placed on the table and violently smashed it. The untouched tea inside spilled out and left a large brown stain on the wall. Claudia's gaze couldn't help but drift over. Ever since Hannah married Darren, the teacups and pots in the house changed rapidly. They went through one set after another. The once-expensive teapots and vases that were displayed as decorations had turned into shards. At some point, the servants h
Still, he would never admit his incompetence. He became even angrier when Misty dared to challenge his authority. "You brat!" His anger surged, and he raised his hand to land another slap on her face. Slap! Despite Misty's head turning from the slap, his anger didn't diminish in the slightest. "How dare you talk back to me?" His face contorted, and bloodshot veins filled his eyes as he looked around. He searched around while cursing in a hoarse voice, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation today. I'll crush and kill you!" His eyes brightened as he finally found something handy. He took a couple of quick steps, grabbed the feather duster stuck in a vase, and raised it high. The feather duster cut through the air and made a dangerous sound as it heavily struck Misty's slender back. Misty couldn't help but scream in pain, and tears streamed down her face. "I didn't say anything wrong! You act like a dog in front of Hannah, but why do yo
Matthew's anger, which had just slightly subsided, escalated even higher. "I'll kill you, you disrespectful child!" He pushed Claudia away as hard as he could. The last thread of his sanity finally snapped.With the feather duster raised high, he ruthlessly struck Misty's face and head. "No!" Claudia was pushed to the ground. She couldn't help but scream. An uneasy premonition surged in her heart. Slap!Crack!There were two crisp sounds. Following Misty's screams, warm blood sprayed out.Claudia sat on the floor in a daze while raising her trembling fingers to touch the tears on her face. She stared at the blood and felt her vision darken. She went crazy while rushing to the sofa where Misty lay motionless. She cried and yelled, "Misty! Misty, are you okay? Is everything alright?" Matthew, still holding the broken feather duster, stood in place and couldn't utter a single word. His eyes widened in astonishment.Under his frenzied strength, the feather du
The innocent face that had been praised by Cedric and many supporting male characters in the novel had now been completely ruined. The scar on her cheek was unexpectedly deep, and there were wooden splinters embedded inside. She looked terrifying. One couldn't help but wonder if, without this face, she would still be the cherished protagonist of the novel. Hannah's gaze was filled with scrutiny and exploration. She raised her hand in the air to sketch the scars on Misty's face. "What are you doing!" Claudia became anxious. She stood up abruptly and pushed Hannah's hand away. Her face was full of vigilance and fear. "What are you trying to do? I warn you, don't mess around!" Too many things had happened that day, and her nerves were on the verge of collapse. Misty remained unconscious in her injured state. Claudia couldn't bear to take on anymore. "Mrs. Emerson, why are you so nervous?" Hannah chuckled. Her lips carried a faint smile. With her gaze
His fingers were trembling. The smile on Hannah's face couldn't help but grow wider upon seeing his state. "I don't need your false sympathy!" Claudia, however, looked at her with hatred. She glared at Hannah and shouted, "We don't need you to interfere in our family affairs!" Misty had turned into a mess, yet Claudia was still defending Matthew. No wonder she could keep Matthew in her grasp. Hannah sneered. "Fine then." She put away her phone and stood up. Her gaze swept over them coldly as she said, "Mr. Emerson and Mrs. Emerson, I want to thank you for your hospitality. I'm delighted with this grand performance." She then covered her mouth and laughed. She didn't hide her smugness at all. "Oh, by the way." Suddenly, she remembered something and looked at Claudia's neck. Her smile widened as she said, "Mrs. Emerson, I suggest that when you take Ms. Misty to the hospital, you should also get a checkup. If you need to file a domestic violence laws
Darren leaned against the wall half a meter behind her. His dark eyes remained fixed on her and did not move the slightest. His gaze deepened upon hearing what she said. His eyes, which usually carried a sense of detachment and distance, suddenly seemed surprisingly invasive. "Mm." He responded in a deep voice. His thin lips curved into a pleased arc, and he said in a low voice, "Hannah, you look truly beautiful today." She was beautiful even in her usual state, but wearing a wedding dress made her even more charming. His heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate when he saw her. He wanted to hold her in his arms and hide her beauty from the eyes of others. However, he also wanted to appear with her in front of the whole world and declare that she finally belonged to him. Hannah sensed the obsession and dominance in his eyes. Her red lips unconsciously curled up and revealed a sweet smile. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. Taylor, wearing a