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Chapter 537

    Gianna sat there, her expression nk, her face marred by a cruel twist of fate, and her spirit just as battered. Cynthia''s sharp words only stirred the pot of resentment simmering inside her.


    "Why is life so damn unfair?" Gianna muttered, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Anastasia gets to marry Herman, they make up, she wins his heart. And me? Eight years with Joey and I''ve got nothing to show for it. Now my face is ruined. We''re both women, so why is my life such a mess? Sure, I stalled, but is Anastasia meless? She hurt Granny Anita, yet Herman forgives her. It''s just not right." "Exactly! It''s totally unfair. Why should all the good stuff go to her?" Cynthia spat out, her voice dripping with venom. "The universe sure isn''t looking out for us. If Herman hadn''te sniffing around you, would you have fallen for him? It takes two to tango."


    A flicker of something wild sparked in Gianna''s eyes. "He must have feelings for me. Why else would he give me his handkerchief? Why else bail me out in the middle of the night? Mom, you agree, right?"


    "Of course. If a man isn''t into a woman, he wouldn''t bother," Cynthia said, handing Gianna a bottle of pills. "Honey, take your medicine. Let''s heal up. I believe you''ll outshine Anastasia yet. We''re not just fighting for bread and butter; we''re fighting for our pride."


    Cynthia had always been fiercelypetitive, always trying to outshine Salma. If someoneplimented Salma''s beauty, it would irk her endlessly. But Cynthia had thestugh by marrying well, while Salma didn''t. That had been Cynthia''s sweet revenge for decades. Gianna obediently swallowed her pills. Even though they couldn''t heal her physical scars, they offered some sce to her battered soul.


    "You''ve got to pull through, Gianna. You''re my only daughter. We can''t give up. Where there''s life, there''s hope, got it?" Cynthia encouraged. Gianna nodded, understanding the sentiment, but Julie? Julie was in the dark.


    Pregnant Julie couldn''t count on Devin for a bailout. With her arrest, Brown Corporation had crumbled, leaving Devin helpless.


    Julie had nothing left to hide and confessed to her crimes. Even if she were sentenced to death, it wouldn''t matter; she wouldn''t die just yet. But Julie wasn''t the type to sit idly by. In jail, she demanded to see Joseph and Feiman.


    She carried the Salstrom family heir, and while they might disregard her, they couldn''t ignore the unborn child.


    When the police ignored her pleas, Julie pummeled her belly, jumping on the spot, desperate to induce a crisis and escape this hellhole. Proud Julie couldn''t fathom life behind bars.


    When she started bleeding, she screamed, "Somebody help! I''m bleeding... the baby''s in trouble..."


    Fearing for the baby, the police rushed her to the hospital, guarded her, and notified the Salstroms.


    Feiman, learning of Julie''s situation, was at his wit''s end.


    This was a Salstrom bloodline, a living being at stake, and it couldn''t be simply abandoned.


    Feiman tracked down Joseph at avish club, lounging with women draped on his arms, infuriatingly content.


    Feiman barked, "Everyone else, out."


    The club girls, sensing the gravity, discreetly exited.


    Joseph, sprawled on the couch, smirked at Feiman. "Mr. Feiman gracing me with his presence. Something must be up?"


    Feiman sat down, his voice grave. "Julie''s in the hospital. She''s guilty of harming your grandmother, sure, but she''s carrying your child. That can''t be ignored."


    Joseph sneered, "You nning to y daddy? Seems you''ve got a knack for raising bastards. Great idea."


    "Joseph..." Feiman was fuming. "Look at yourself."


    "Isn''t this thanks to your ster upbringing?" Joseph mocked. "Don''te to me about Julie. Her and the kid''s fate, it''s not my problem. You want a grandchild? I''ll get a woman tonight, and in ten months, you''ll have your grandkid."


    "Watch your mouth! That''s a life, six months along. Your own flesh and blood. How can you be so callous?" Feiman pleaded. "Joseph, a man''s got to have honor. I failed your mother, but I never once thought of abandoning you. You''re my son, and I''ve treated you no differently. Think it over." With that, Feiman stormed out. Joseph didn''t even nce back, but deep down, he was shaken by the words "never once thought of abandoning you."


    He realized he too was wanted.


    Joseph grabbed the bottle, took a swig, and stood up to leave. Life had just thrown him a curveball.
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