Michelle went on to narrate the event that urred the previous day, starting from how she got the poison, went to the restaurant, and tried to <i>reconcile </i>with Anastasia as she’d nned to. Then a call interrupted them. Not long after, Anastasia received a text and excused herself.
Finding the chance, she pours the toxic content into her drink, but Anastasia finds out about it.
"So, what you are trying to say here is, Anastasia has a video of you poisoning her drink and she could upload it any moment from now?" Jack asked, piecing two and two together.
Michelle didn’t reply.
"That’s great! Instead of going to fix everything, you only made it worse," Jack med immediately.
Michelle became offended. "At least I tried to do something. Unlike you who hasn’t done a single thing to handle the matter at hand."
"So, you call your backfired n <i>handling</i> the situation?" Jack questioned back, veins popping on his neck in anger.
Michelle was about to retort but Robert interrupted her.
"Will you two stop fighting like little children?" He scolded, his voice stern. "This childish fight is not handling the situation either."
Michelle and Jack couldn’t help but agree. However, they still shared res.
Michelle suddenly got a phone call from Mia.
"What’s it?!" She questioned, her tone impatient.
"You have to check Mestagram—" Michelle didn’t give Mia the chance toplete her sentence when she hung up on the call and quickly opened the app Mestagram, and the first thing that came to her attention was the pictures of Robert and Amelia with their lovers. .
"What happened?" Robert asked when he saw Michelle’s face slightly go pale.
"Mestagram." That was the only thing Michelle could say.
Without wasting a second, everyone opened Mestagram, and just like Michelle, the first thing that came up in their feed was pictures of Robert and Amelia with their cheating couples.
The pictures had been uploaded by an odd ount two hours ago, and severalments have been made in thement section.
’Should I be surprised that the Harrison couples are cheating on each other? If their daughter can act so rotten, what does it take for the parents to act like one as well?"
"This is too disgusting to see. I need to bleach my eyes."
"What is wrong with this family? Don’t they have self-respect anymore?"
Severalments had already been made under the post, and one couldn’t scrollpletely to read it.
Robert red at Amelia with ring eyes.
"So, these were the pictures Anastasia was talking about?" He questioned Amelia. "You have a man outside of our marriage?" He added as his fist made contact with the dining table, making the items on it shake as a result of the force.
"Remember you also have a woman outside of our marriage," Amelia defended, mirroring his expression.
Although she was scared of his current stance, she had to defend herself.
Robert couldn’t get angry at her, without her doing the same thing. They’d bothmitted adultery in their marriage after all.
"Father, you have to calm down. I’m sure Anastasia was the one who uploaded those pictures, and the reaction you are giving is exactly how she wants you to react," Jack stepped in.
Robert studied Jack for a second.
"You knew. You all knew that Amelia had been cheating on me all these while and you never told me anything," Robert used, ring at both Jack and Michelle who acted unbothered.
"A reminder father, you were also cheating on mother too. Don’t act like you are the only victim here," Jack retorted.
"Did you think that if you satisfied me well in bed, I would have cheated on you?" Amelia questioned. "It’s obvious we didn’t satisfy each other anymore, so we both looked for fun somewhere else."
Robert stared at Amelia with eyes wide in disbelief. The way she spoke was as if she didn’t have any shame anymore.
"How dare the both of you talk to me like that? I’m the head of this house, and I can choose to kick you too out if I wanted to," Robert threatened, but the expression he was expecting waspletely different from the one they were looking at him with.
They were daring him to do it.
All of a sudden, they heard the sound of heels.
Their heads turned to the source of the sound, and their hearts skipped a beat in fear when they saw the person standing before them.
"You must have seen the pictures? Did you like them? I was the one that took them myself, so I made sure to take it with the perfect angle," the person said.
"Anastasia..." Michelle called.
"Surprise."