Sophia asserted, âI was the one who saved you when she turned her back on us! Your father and grandfather havenât stopped losing faith in you since that scandal at your grandfatherâs birthday!â
âDad would never! He loves me the most!â Betty whined.
A loud smack was heard as a hard slap landed on Bettyâs cheek. âWhat have I taught you all these years?
Never, ever talk back to me!â
Bettyâs ear was ringing with the force of the hit. She curled away, cupping her swelling cheek as she ground her teeth angrily.
âNow youâve been toyed around again by that rotten brat Zoe Harper. Tell me. What else are you good for at this point? If you were born a man, this family would have crashed and burned in your hands!â
Sophia was channeling all the rage she felt suffering at Jasper and Javierâs hands.
She continued, âIf you didnât have what it takes, you should have just listened to what I say like your sister, Lauren, and not continuously give Alyssa Taylor the upper hand!
âIf your sister werenât mentally ill, she would have far excelled you! Do you think I wanted to put all my eggs in one basket? You useless, good-for-nothing piece of work!â
Didnât that mean Betty was no better than her kid sister Lauren?
Betty ground her teeth some more, tears of anguish and hurt falling as she stayed silent under her motherâs verbal assault.
Sophia rushed into the Harper Residence with Betty in tow before any of the servants could stop them.
The servants only shot Betty curious, mocking looks, having heard all about her deeds online.
âTsk. Why is she crying so pitifully? Mr. Harper didnât hurt her, did he?â
âHey, sheâs not pregnant with his kid, right?â
âWhat? Of course not! He may be a womanizer, but he wouldnât simply be involved with a woman like that and disrupt Madam and Ms. Harperâs life!â
*Plus, Mr. Harper is a man of good taste. He would never set his eyes on someone like Ms Betty.
Havenât you heard the news about her?â
Betty was bristling with anger upon hearing all this gossip about her. Yet she couldnât do anything. They âWhereâs Mrs. Harper? Shouldnât she be greeting her guests?â Sophia roared, as if she were some warlord deserving of such hospitality.
âM-Madam is resting right now, so sheâs unavailable to meet her guests. Why donât you come back another time, Mrs. Beckett?â the butler said courteously.
âBullshit! Her daughter ruined mine! Donât think for a second that that girl can hide together with her mother now that my daughterâs reputation has sunken!â
Sophia was so angry she didnât bother composing herself anymore.
She continued, âI demand to see your Madam today, or else I wonât leave!â
âThis is the Harper Residence, Mrs. Beckett, not a farmerâs market. I donât believe your behavior is befitting of such an environment, no?â
Just then, Penelope called out while walking down the stairs. Holding onto her arm was her daughter, Zoe.
Penelopeâs mighty air instantly set her apart from Sophia, who had never been blessed with such an upbringing.
Betty, who had been thinking about how she could take a jab as well, quelled when she saw her dream mother-in-law and how hysterical her own mother was.
âBehavior? Hahahaha! Oh, madam. Itâs not like we donât have a reason for coming here in the first place.â
Sophia glared right at Zoe, who ducked behind her mother in response.
Sophia pressed on, âYour daughter had someone make a counterfeit of Alexaâs jewelry and forged my daughterâs name on the receipt, ruining her reputation!
âTo this day, she hasnât offered an apology and continues to act as if nothing has occurred. Itâs appalling to see such a behavior from a member of your own family.â