“Oh, well then, Miss Lawrence, you go ahead and take care of your business.”
“Beep-beep-beep…”
The phone hung up.
The crowd snapped out of their shock, realizing that everything that just happened was as real as it was terrifying, like a nightmare.
The young girl in front of them, who appeared to be in her early twenties, turned out to be Cheyenne, the President of SM Pharmaceutical Group. And Sean’s identity was none other than the eldest son of the Lawrence family. Nora, that fool, turned out to be a rich lady too.
Now it was Jillian’s turn to panic.
As an ordinary person, how could she possibly compete with the President of SM Pharmaceutical Group?
Just the thought of it made her legs go weak. Not paying attention, Jillian fell off the couch and ended up sitting on the floor.
Cheyenne glanced at her with disgust and turned to Sean, instructing him coldly, “What are you waiting for? Call the police and tell them that there’s a woman trying to extort money by setting up a scam in Hurtlepool.”
“Oh, she’s also involved in human trafficking. Request the assistance of the police in finding her.”
With fraud and human trafficking, Jillian would be looking at at least ten years in prison.
Sean’s mind was still buzzing, amazed at how skilled she was. With just a few words, she had completely turned the situation around.
Now, Cheyenne’s words were like a decree to him. Whatever she said, he would do.
“Alright, I’ll call the police right away.”
Saying that, Sean took out his phone from his pocket, preparing to dial 911. Jillian got terrified and genuinely afraid of going to prison.
She quickly got up from the ground, rushed over to Sean, grabbing onto his pants leg in a disheveled manner, and tearfully pleaded, “Sean, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have coveted your family’s money.”
“Yes, it was me who deliberately spilled the chicken blood in your house. I made my two sons use sugar to lure your sister out. But I really didn’t mean to kidnap your sister!”
The truth came out, and Susan was so enraged that she raised her cane and struck Jillian.
Sean, fearing he might be accidentally hit, quickly pushed Jillian away and took cover behind her.
Despite being in her seventies, Susan was in good health. She would often go to the mountains to gather herbs and pick tea leaves, and her steps were as quick as a young person’s. The cane in her hand was made of rattan, resilient enough to hurt but not break when it struck.
“You wretched woman with a cruel heart, why did you involve my Adrianna in your schemes?”
“I never thought you were a good person. Sitting in a chair with your skirt raised and your breasts exposed, anyone who saw you would think you were selling yourself. I’ll beat you to death!”
“Poor Yehuda, an honest man, married a despicable woman like you. His two sons turned out to be crooked, always idling around, stealing and causing trouble. It’s all because of this jinx!”
“Where is my Adrianna now? If you don’t tell me, I swear on my life I’ll tear you apart, you filthy whore!”
…
The rattan cane struck Jillian repeatedly, with Susan skillfully targeting the same spot. It was summer, and Jillian was wearing a thin shirt to show off her good body shape. The wounds piled up, and soon they broke open, staining her clothes red.
Jillian screamed in pain. Her husband, Yehuda, was a coward who was too scared to even make a sound, hiding among the crowd.
Only when he saw his wife bleeding did he gather the courage to plead with the village chief, “Village chief, this is assault, it’s against the law. My wife has learned her lesson, please make them stop.”
The village chief was afraid that news of someone being beaten to death would spread, which would tarnish Hurtlepool’s reputation. So, he quickly put a stop to Susan’s actions.
The old lady was furious and accidentally hit the village chief with her cane. The cane struck his arm, causing a fiery, throbbing pain.
Now, the village chief was also angry and coldly shouted, “That’s enough!”
Susan, exhausted, gasped for breath. Seeing Jillian in a worse state than herself, she felt satisfied. “Tom, please make a decision. Adrianna, your granddaughter, is only six years old. I can’t imagine anything happens to her.”
Tom was the village chief’s nickname.
Susan was the cousin of the village chief’s mother, and they were related by blood.
Jillian was terrified of the village chief’s presence. She crawled to his side, pitifully reaching out her hands and looked up at him. She threw a seductive glance and said, “Tommy, I know I was wrong. I promise the kid is fine. I just let my sons take them to a nearby forest to play. They won’t go far.”
While speaking, Jillian continuously rubbed her chest against the man’s legs… It seemed like an unintentional action, but it was full of implications.
Others didn’t pay attention, but Cheyenne saw everything clearly. Now she was shocked once again.
No wonder Jillian dared to act so arrogantly in Hurtlepool. It turned out she had cuckolded her own husband and had an affair with the village chief.
Previously, Cheyenne hadn’t paid much attention to the village chief of Hurtlepool, but now she had to take another look at him.
He was in his sixties, with silver-grey temples, tall stature, but too ugly
.
To be honest, he was not as good-looking as the skinny and honest Yehuda.
Apart from Cheyenne, there was another person who witnessed this scene, Jillian’s arch-enemy, Melody.
She sneered disdainfully in her heart. “Puh, shameless.”
The village chief had his own considerations. Jillian couldn’t afford to have any mishaps.
First, because they were having an affair; second, because Jillian knew some of his secrets. If he abandoned her now, Jillian could do anything in her desperation.
Helplessly, he had to swallow his pride and, in the village chief’s name, plead with Cheyenne, “Miss Lawrence, the truth comes out. It was indeed Jillian’s fault. Can you forgive her this time, considering she has already admitted her mistake?”
“To be honest, her parents died when she was young, and she lived a wandering life. She traveled from the south to the north to find work when she was young. Soon after marriage, her mother-in-law fell ill, and she accumulated a lot of debt.”
“In recent years, her life has been slightly better, but her husband was diagnosed with thyroid swelling and needs surgery. She had no choice but to take the wrong path.”
Yehuda often coughed. He coughed on sunny days, rainy days, in spring, and in winter. However, strangely, he was an honest person who never smoked. People couldn’t understand what was wrong with him.
It wasn’t until shortly after Christmas that Jillian mentioned he was actually sick.