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Chapter 704

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    But the photos showed a side of her that was utterly chaotic,pletely at odds with the image everyone had of her.


    Who took these pictures—and how did they get into Amara''s... no, into Emma''s hands?


    What on earth was happening?


    For a moment, Elowen was in a state of utter confusion. She didn''t know what to say.


    She knew just how old-fashioned and strict her father was. He disapproved of girls going to bars and nightclubs, much less getting involved with men in those ces.


    That was why, all these years, whenever she went out to ces like that, she was always extremely careful. She never dared to show her face, almost always wearing a mask, a hat, and sunsses.


    She had taken great pains to keep all of this hidden and had never been caught before. So how on earth did someone manage to catch her on camera this time?


    Elowen opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, Larry suddenly stood up and pped her across the face.


    With a loud crack, Elowen was knocked to the floor.


    Clutching her burning cheek, she looked up in disbelief.


    Had Dad really just hit her?


    The father who had always loved and protected her had just pped her—and pped her hard. Her head was ringing from the pain, and her heart was overwhelmed with sorrow.


    “Dad, what are you doing?" she screamed. “What did I do? Why would you hit me?"


    A moment ago, she had only felt afraid; now, she waspletely overwhelmed by a sense of injustice.


    "And you have the nerve to ask what you''ve done!"


    Larry mmed his hand against the table, making it shake.


    “These past years, you''ve neglected your studies and aplished nothing-and I let that slide, thinking I at least you were a sensible child


    with some decency! But all this time you''ve been out there getting involved with men like this


    "If you want to date, go find a decent man to date! When have I ever stopped you from falling in love? But this what you''ve been doing behind myback, how could you do. Something so disgraceful


    "That''s not me in those pictures—it''s Amara!" Elowen scrambled up, pointing at Amara. "Didn''t Mrs. Emma Everly investigate? Mrs. Emma Everly even said the person in the photos is Amara-"


    "Enough!"


    Fiona immediately stepped in, pulling Elowen aside and whispering in her ear.


    How could Elowen be so foolish? At a time like this, denial was pointless. Did she really think Larry was blind? That he was so easy to fool?


    This was already beyond repair—the only thing left to do was to admit her mistake and hope for leniency. Arguing now would only make things worse!


    Amara nced at her coolly, then pointed at one of the photos on ker phone. Elowen, you still won''t admit that''s you? But this light gray satin dress you wore it to Dad''s Birthday.st year, didn''t you remember


    She turned to a nearby maid. "Susan, go check Elowen''s bedroom and see if that dress is still there."


    That was thest straw for Elowen. She pointed at Amara and shouted furiously, "Who do you think you are, ordering people to go through my closet?"


    Then she screamed at Susan, “Don''t you dare! No one is allowed in my room without my permission! Anyone who goes in—I''ll have them fired!”


    Her wild outburst nearly made Fiona faint with frustration.


    How could she still be so clueless at a time like this? How did I end up with such a fool for a daughter...


    Observing the scene, Amara''s lips curled into a faint smile. “Since Elowen doesn''t want anyone entering her room, let''s not force the issue."


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