Seeing his daughter in such pain, Nathan felt a pang of his own.


    His voice was hoarse. "Joanna, don''t be too upset. Your mother and I are legally married now. Our family of four is finally legitimate. When Waynees back, he''ll help make things easier for you. You''re growing stronger every day. As long as you have money and power, no one will dare call you an illegitimate child."


    Joanna knew this, of course.


    But she didn''t want this rtionship exposed so soon.


    At the very least, she wanted to wait until she was sessful, until her own fame could overshadow these scandals.


    Joanna sprang to her feet. Thinking of Wendy''s usations from earlier, she quickly pulled out her phone to check the trending topics.


    [Ms. Scott is an ungrateful backstabber]


    [Nathan used of marriage fraud]


    All sorts of headlines were stered across every major news site.


    Even a famous online personality was covering the story.


    [Wendy''s story is so tragic. She lost herpany, is deep in debt, and her husband forced her to divorce for the sake of his ungrateful mistress.]


    [It gets worse. The daughter she raised turned out to be the mistress''s child, while her own biological daughter was driven out. You only see this kind of melodrama among the super-rich.]


    As she scrolled down, everyment was calling her an ungrateful backstabber.


    "Argh!"


    Joanna screamed, smashing her phone on the ground.


    Her face was contorted with rage, veins bulging on her forehead. She never imagined she would be ruined at the hands of Mrs. Wilson.


    A wave of sharp pain and humiliation washed over her. She turned to Nathan and sneered, "Dad, Mom was right about you. You''re a total loser. You can''t even protect your own wife and child."


    Nathan froze, frightened by the hateful re from his usually sweet and obedient daughter.


    "Joanna, you... how can you say that to me?"


    "Heh..." Joanna gave him a sinister smile. "You''ve spent your whole life leeching off Wendy to get by. You really are useless."


    "You..." Nathan''s blood pressure spiked with anger as he stared at her, hurt.


    Everything he did was for her, and now she was calling him useless? He had abandoned his four other


    children, giving everything to her and en wag everything


    her brother, and in the end, he was


    stiff just a loser in her eyes.


    "Joanna, I should have known. You''re heartless," Nathan said, his face pale with rage.


    "Oh my! Joanna, what are you doing? Why have you made your father so angry?" The old woman hade for money, only to find the father and daughter at each other''s throats. She frowned; Joanna was bullying her son again.


    Seeing Mrs. Scott Sr. only irritated Joanna more. What was this old hag doing here?


    "Nathan, are you alright?" the old woman asked, helping him to a seat.


    Nathan was exasperated. He said, "Mom, I''m fine. Why are you here?"


    The old woman pursed her lips,


    looking displeased. "How could I note? You and your daughter


    haven''t kept your promise. Your


    father and I still haven''t received this month''s hundred thousand."


    "And when are you going to let us move in here? The elevator in our current building


    is always so slow. Getting around is a pain. Living in a mansion is so much more convenient."


    As she spoke, the old woman looked at the distraught Joanna.


    "Joanna, you promised your grandmother. You can''t go back on your word. I need


    that hundred thousand by tomorrow."


    At this, Joanna''s anger boiled over. She yelled, "All of you Scotts are bloodsuckers! Absolutely


    het


    shameless! Only a fool like Wendy would give you money to build a mansion back home and hand over a hundred thousand every month for living expenses. Only an idiot would show any respect to greedy people like you!"