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The word “police” seemed to strike a nerve. Jazlyn froze, her defiance faltering.
After a tense pause, she pushed herself to her feet, brushing off her knees.
“Ste,” she said bitterly, “what did my son ever do to deserve this from you? Why can’t you let the past go? Are you really that heartless—watching our family fall apart like this?”
Ste took a small step back, her patience thinning. “If you want to argue, do it somewhere else. I’m not ying this game with you.”
Jazlyn’s lips quivered, as if she wanted to say more. But then she spotted someone behind Ste—William, walking out from the institute.
Her expression shifted instantly. She shot Ste onest sharp look. “This isn’t over,” she hissed. “You’ll see.”
Then she turned and hurried off before William reached them.
He nced after her, then at Ste, concern creasing his brow.
“Are you alright? What did she want?”
Ste exhaled softly. “Marc again.”
William’s eyes darkened. “She dared to cause a scene like that?”
“I’m fine,” Ste said quietly. “She can’t get anything out of me. Best to just ignore her.”
She meant it too.
During her marriage to Marc, she’d learned the hard way that trying to reason with Jazlyn was pointless. The woman only ever calmed down when no one gave her attention.
William didn’t press further. He simply ced a hand on her back and guided her toward the car. They headed to the mansion.
Before the incident at the research institute could even be fully exposed online, Jazlyn hastily created a new social media ount that very evening andunched a livestream.
Her face was haggard, mascara smudged as tears dripped down her cheeks. She clutched her phone and cried pitifully to the camera,
“My dear friends, I never wanted to bring family matters into the public eye, but I’ve been forced into a corner! My ex-daughter-inw has joined hands with outsiders to attack my son. Ourpany is about to go bankrupt! I begged her to show mercy, but she ignored me. I even knelt in the rain, and now my old knees can barely move!”
The viewer count shot upward within minutes, climbing rapidly asments poured in.
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“Is this real? Can someone exin what’s actually happening?”
“Even the ex-mother-inw is begging. Why won’t she help?”
“She’s so heartless! After all those years of marriage, is this how she repays them?”
Seeing public opinion tilt in her favor, Jazlyn’s confidence surged. She immediately escted her usations.
She imed Ste was unfaithful during the marriage, involved with multiple men, and now scheming with powerful figures to crush her ex-husband’s business.
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