Ronald’s incident had become a talking point for folks in Santabaca. Because of the public pressure and demand, the higher-ups had to send people from the prosecutor’s office and police department to the hospital. Ronald had just undergone a surgery. He was now sitting in a wheelchair while Yvette was feeding him. Yvette’s willow brows were knitted together when she saw a group of men come in. The police took Ronald away without giving her the chance to say anything. Ronald said not a word. It was Yvette who yelled in dissatisfaction, pulling at the police officer’s uniform with a stern face. “Do you know who he is?” “Someone filed a report against him for being involved in a suspected abduction case. We are just doing our job. Besides, we have got an arrest warrant. If you have anything to say, please tell that to the higher-ups.” The police then took Ronald away. Suspected of abduction? Who else was there except Summer? Yvette gritted her teeth and called Gordon. Maybe he
She could see clearly that it was Yvette who pushed Samantha, and then Samantha fell to the floor, but she slipped when she stood up. Just as Samantha was about to fall off the building, her father caught her in the nick of time, but he, too, tripped on the steel pipe under his feet, and they both fell off the building. When Summer saw her dad’s body go over the edge of the building, she had her heart in her mouth and felt as if someone was strangling her. If it were not for Yvette’s deliberate action of pushing Samantha, Samantha would not have fallen, and her dad would not have tried to save her, and he would not have died. She knew her dad was a good-hearted person. Even though he took Samantha hostage, he would not watch her die in front of her and do nothing. Yvette might not be the direct culprit in this incident, but she indirectly caused their death; she was a murderer. Without Yvette, none of this would have happened. She wanted to sue Yvette, and so she went to a lawy
The next morning Summer woke up very early and sent Charlotte to school, then hurried over to the court. She and her lawyer had agreed to meet at the court entrance at 7:30 am. They still had time before the trial began. So she first had breakfast with her lawyer. When she arrived at the court building entrance, she met Yvette, and of course, Mark, behind Yvette. This was the first time they met since five or six days ago. But she did not expect that it would be in such a circumstance. Summer glanced at them with no emotion in her eyes, as if they were strangers to her. She did not say hello or anything, just walked past the two of them with her head held high. But no one noticed her fingernails had sunk into the tender flesh of her palms. Deep and dark eyes were following her. Mark quietly sighed, his chest heaving as he looked at her callous indifference from behind. “What have I done in my previous life that a vicious woman like her comes to haunt me in this life?” Y
“Let me handle it here…”“I’ll stay here with you. Let me get Harry to bring mom—”However, before he could finish his sentence, Mark responded in a deep voice, “Go, I can handle this matter alone!”In the event of total disaster, the fewer people involved the better, so it was best to keep Jazz out of this mess.Gritting his teeth, Jazz carried Yvette and dashed through the crowd; they left once they got into the car.Standing at a distance, Summer looked around. The moment her eyes incidentally met with Mark’s, she trembled slightly; however, he fixed his gaze on her adamantly.It was as though there had been no one there but the two of them, separated by distance, and his gaze devoured her.‘Does he hate me because I’m the reason his father ends up in prison?’‘Well, he can hate me as much as he wants. After all, things between us will never be the same; we will have nothing to do with each other in the future. Thus, he can do whatever he likes.’His hatred hurt her a littl
Charlotte wanted to watch cartoons, yet she could not find any after searching the channels using the remote control. Suddenly, her eyes brightened. “Mommy, it’s daddy. Daddy is on TV!” she called out.Summer was preparing her medicine. She was down with a mild cold due to the recently chilling weather.“Mommy, look quickly, daddy is a hero, daddy is on TV!” She hopped around excitedly.Summer took a glance. It was the scene outside the courthouse crowded by reporters. Mark stood in the middle, looking distinguished and full of swagger. “Come, take your medicine. Then, off you go to bed.” She sat on the sofa and looked away.Charlotte was flapping her little hands excitedly. “I must tell all my friends at kindergarten tomorrow!”‘She’s still a child. She won’t understand even if I try to explain so why bother.’Summer had suffered insomnia since her father’s death. She was afraid of falling asleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would see her father and his horrendous death,
The court upheld its decision to hear the case despite efforts from the Valentine’s lawyers to annul the charges. Undeniably, it was not Yvette who pushed the deceased. However, if it were not for her actions, this tragedy would not have happened…Gordon apologized immediately and paid the fine. She was then detained for five days.Yvette was disgruntled and wanted to object. Firstly, she had not killed anyone; secondly, she committed no crime. On what basis was she being detained?Gordon stared at her and had the cops lead her away immediately. She was somewhat responsible for the incident regardless.It was true that she did not do it. However, should the video be uploaded to the internet, that tiny bit of relevance would be sufficient to disgrace her. By the time this happened, how could she maintain her foothold in Santabaca?Thus, before the video was uploaded, Gordon felt that Yvette should pay the fine and accept detention as a manner of apology.Therefore, even if the vid
“You watch your son too. Don’t you let him appear before my daughter. Not only is the expectation your family set is too high, it is too filthy. We don’t want to get ourselves dirty!”Comment by Chein Ling Foo: Original你们家的门槛太高又太脏,攀了还嫌把自己身上给弄脏The doorstep of your house is too high and filthy; ascending it will only taint us!门槛 is a metaphorical expression here. Don't translate it literally.They burned with unquenchable anger, and their argument was ferocious. Afterward, Daisy called Summer, telling her to come over.Yvette saw what she did and followed suit, giving Mark a call…Then, they continued their bloodthirsty argument.Yvette’s way of speech had never been pleasant. It was abusive, especially at this moment. Every word she uttered was cruel in nature.Forrest had enough of her atrocity. He held on to Daisy and said to Yvette, “Carry your impudence somewhere else. Our house is not a premise for your savage behavior!”“What did you say, I dare you to say it again!” Yv
“So what if he is in prison. The fact that he is alive, is evident that he is blessed with longevity. Only the dumb and miserable deserves to fall to his death!”Slap Just as she finished speaking, Yvette’s face was struck by a vigorous slap. A bright red palm mark was left on her cheek. Summer had slapped her. She had done it with all her might, that even her hands became numb.She could withstand her humiliation, but for her to insult her father was unforgivable!“How dare you hit me! Mark, didn’t you see it, this pestilent and despicable woman hit your mother. Did you see it?”Yvette was baffled after the slap. After regaining her senses, she pointed at her face, parading the fresh evidence in front of her son.“If you had enough, stop it now. Return to Valentine Mansion!” Mark raised his elegant brows high. He was slowly losing his patience with Yvette.That slap, he would neither abhor nor loathe her. It was his mother’s own words that had provoked her and crossed the li