Rachel talked until her mouth was dry, but Serena remained unmoved.


    Without that six million dors, Amber Group wouldn''tst until Larson Group''s investment came in.


    Rachel had no choice but to back down.


    She turned to leave, hoping to find another solution. But before she could take more than two steps, Sarah suddenly rushed out and grabbed her hand.


    "Mom! How on earth did you end up owing Serena six million dors?"


    "What are you doing here?" Rachel was startled. She quickly covered Sarah''s mouth and pulled her to a secluded spot.


    Under Sarah''s relentless questioning, Rachel had no choice but to tell her everything.


    When Sarah heard the story, she was furious.


    "Six million dors! We never even saw that money! Why should we be the ones


    to clean up this mess? If Uncle Bryan spent it, then Uncle Bryan should pay it back! What kind of man is he to make you take the fall? I''m going to the Lloyd residence!"


    "Sarah, wait!"


    Rachel couldn''t stop her. She had no choice but to hastily excuse herself from Serena before chasing after Sarah.


    Serena was about to leave when she received a call from Howard.


    "Foster Group is sending someone over for project negotiationster. Come to Jansen Group." He hung up without another word.


    His voice was businesslike and distant. He treated Serena like a tool to be summoned and dismissed at will.


    Serena''s eyes darkened. But since this was business, she would handle it professionally. She got up and headed to Jansen Group.


    ...


    Meanwhile, Sarah stormed into the Lloyd residence.


    The moment she stepped inside, she saw Carol wearing a thick gold chain and ying poker with a group of wealthy women. She wasughing without a trace of concern for Bryan.


    Sarah marched in and flipped the table, scattering the cards and sending the women fleeing.


    She shouted, "Grandma! Why aren''t you doing anything about Uncle Bryan? He owes six million dors and got detained for dangerous driving, and here you are ying poker!


    "If you have time for this, why aren''t you selling off your precious assets to bail him out? Why should my mom and I drain our own savings to fill this bottomless pit? He''s your son, but isn''t my mom your daughter too?"


    Sarah had always been spoiled. When she threw a tantrum, she didn''t care about respecting her elders.


    But Carol was just as stubborn. She had been about to win a round when Sarah flipped the table, and now her temper red.


    She mmed her hand on the armrest and roared, "Your mom is just a daughter! A married daughter is no longer part of the family. How can shepare to my son?


    "And don''t forget. If it weren''t for us helping her marry into the Jansen family, you''d still be some illegitimate brat hiding in the shadows! How dare you flip tables and lecture me? Didn''t your mom teach you any manners?"


    Sarah was stunned. Her usually kind grandmother was now spewing such venomous words. She had even called Sarah an illegitimate brat.


    She thought back to her childhood, to the days when she was kept out of sight. Humiliation instantly boiled into rage.


    "And when you told my mom to seduce a married man, did you ever stop to ask yourself if you were a good mother? You have no right to lecture me..."


    Before she could finish, Sarah''s vision went dark. Her face burned with pain.


    Carol wasn''t like Rachel, who doted on Sarah. To her, Sarah was just a granddaughter. Sheshed out and pped Sarah hard across the face, one strike after another.


    Sarah''s vision blurred, and her cheeks swelled.


    Carol finally lowered her hand when she was out of breath. She pointed a trembling finger at Rachel, who had just arrived. "T-This is the daughter you raised!"