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The Family 312

    Chapter 312 As If I’d Believe You


    Jean did not resist.


    With her current frail, sickly body, resistance would have been useless anyway.


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    She let Matheo drag her over to stand in front of Julia. Her arm was already marked with an angry red welt from his grip, the pain making her frown deeply.


    “Stop spewing nonsense!” Matheo barked, pping her shoulder roughly. “Hurry up and apologize to Julia!”


    Julia watched Jean’s disheveled state and could not help but lick her lips unconsciously.


    <i>Serves </i><i>you </i><i>right</i>.


    For once, she finally felt a flicker of superiority.


    Her eyes locked onto Jean’s expressionless face. Somewhere in her twisted heart, she began to look forward to seeing something. Fear, sorrow, or submission… Something to crack that impassive facade.


    At that moment, a sudden mor erupted from downstairs.


    Julia’s pupils trembled. Her expression changed in an instant.


    Matheo’s eyes narrowed in rm. As if sensing something terrible approaching, a flicker of panic passed through the depths of his gaze. He reached out quickly, grabbing Jean’s wrist, trying to drag her back into the room and out of sight.


    But it was already toote.


    “Matheo, you goddamn bastard!” Sienna’s voice rang out like a whip. It was sharp, cold, and explosive.


    Matheo’s eyes widened in horror.


    Amid the mor of hurried footsteps, Sienna stormed upstairs. Dressed in a sharp ck suit, she exuded themanding presence of a formidable businesswoman. Her exquisitely beautiful face was cloaked in a chilling frost, radiating a cold and unyielding aura.


    She said, “Give me back my daughter!”


    Matheo’s face turned ghostly pale. His body went stiff, and he did not dare move a muscle.


    In that instant, only one thought echoed in his mind…


    <i>It’s </i><i>over</i>. <i>Everything </i><i>is </i><i>over</i>. <i>Sienna </i><i>must </i><i>know </i><i>everything</i>.


    “Mom…” Jean’s eyes lit up with delight the moment she saw Sienna. Her brow lifted slightly, a bright gleami of joy blooming in her gaze.


    She instinctively stepped forward, wanting to rush into her mother’s arms.


    Matheo, sensing the shift, loosened his grip and let her go.


    “Jean!” The moment Siennaid eyes on her daughter, the icy mask on her face cracked. Softness spilled from her eyes, and a faint flush rose to her lids.


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    Chapter 312 As If I’d Believe You


    At this moment, she was just a mother.


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    Sienna pulled Jean into a tight embrace, her gaze sweeping up and down, carefully inspecting the girl in her arms as if to make sure she had not suffered even the slightest injury.


    “I didn’t hurt her,” Matheo said quickly, eyes lowered, his voice tinged with guilt. “You don’t need to worry.”


    “As if I’d believe you,” Sienna snapped, her gaze turning razor sharp, slicing toward Matheo like a cold arrow. “I just saw you yanking her arm hard enough to bruise it.”


    She gently stroked Jean’s arm, frowning in pain. “You even left a red mark…”


    Matheo opened his mouth, about to exin. But before he could say a word, Sienna closed the distance between them in one long stride.


    Her eyes burned with murderous intent. She raised her arm withmanding force.


    A thunderous pnded square across Matheo’s face.


    He staggered back, one side of his face swelling and twitching with pain. His expression twisted in a grimace as the sting lit up his cheek like fire.


    Jean let out a soft “wow.”


    ΤΟ


    Julia’s eyes flew open in terror. She mped a hand over her mouth to stifle a scream.


    “You want to roll around with your mistress and your illegitimate daughter? Fine. I couldn’t care less,<b>” </b>Sienna said with a mockingugh, her eyes glinting like a winter de. “But the moment you daredy a finger on my daughter…”


    Her voice dropped, cold and deadly. “You really must be tired of living.”


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