Chapter 787

Following that turn of events, Mario hastily cried out, “Mrs. Berry! How could you do this to me? Have you forgotten how I served you in bed? At that time, you even called me your darling!”

Mary looked at Bianca in a panic. Her breathing grew laborious as though someone was crushing her throat.

The force was so great that she could not quite breathe.

Bianca pinned a sharp and chilly gaze on her. “Get on your knees!”

Mary knelt before her with a thud and reached out to clutch at the latter’s hem. “Mom… Trust me! I really don’t know that person! Mom… Trust me, Mom!”

“He came all the way here and pointed you out! Don’t tell me even those pictures were fake?”

Frustration swamped Bianca at the fact that her mental fortitude was too strong that she did not pass out on the spot.

How I wish I had passed out! Then, I wouldn’t have to deal with all this filth!

After lifting her hand, she slapped Mary across the face. “The Yates family’s glory that had prevailed for a century is now destroyed at your hands! How I regret bringing you back to the Yates family!”

“Mom… I beg you. Please don’t kick me out. I know I was wrong. I’ve really realized my mistake.” Mary could not help weeping aloud.

“What a shameless and brazen creature! I never expected you to have such loose morals that you even cheated on my son!” Susan was so livid that she charged at Mary and rained blows on her even as she tore into her.

She could finally vent her anger right then for all the times Mary had picked on her in the past. After learning that the woman cheated on Horace, in particular, she almost burst a blood vessel from rage.

Ugh! And I foolishly believed that she’d get my son out of prison! I was too much of a fool!

“Lock her and Penelope into the dark room!” Bianca ordered in a steely voice.

My birthday banquet is now ruined by them both, and the Yates family’s reputation is all gone!

“No! Granny, I didn’t do anything wrong. Please don’t punish me, Granny. My mother was the one who did something wrong, so just punish her alone!”

Penelope swiftly gazed at her pleadingly.

“Look, this is the good daughter you educated! When trouble comes, she quickly disassociates herself from you. You’re the one who produced such a disloyal and unfilial creature!”

The final shred of affection Bianca had left for them both was wiped out by Penelope’s words.

Intense disappointment brimmed in her eyes. Penelope doesn’t even care about her own mother! How callous!

Mary was initially delighted by her daughter’s ability to protect herself. However, upon hearing Bianca’s remark, she was entirely stunned.

When she met the latter’s gaze, she felt as though something was obstructing her throat, keeping her from uttering a single word.

“Mom… Mom, it was her! It was her doing! It was Ashlyn who set me up! She’s behind everything that happened tonight! She was the one who framed me!”

Pointing at Ashlyn, she shrieked, “She has hated me since we were young!”

“Don’t tell me it was Ashlyn who urged you to seek the services of a gigolo, Mary?” Bianca suddenly felt incredibly tired and weary. “Take them away!”

Several bodyguards came over and seized the two of them.

Without warning, Mary broke away from the bodyguards and lunged at Ashlyn. “It was you, right? You simply can’t stand seeing Penelope and me happy, am I right? Your mother—Alice Chapman—was sold, so you have always detested me, yes? Let me tell you this—no matter how much you hate me, she has still been sold! Haha!”

In the blink of an eye, Ashlyn’s expression turned as cold as ice. She wrapped a hand around the woman’s throat, her gaze as sharp as a drawn dagger. “Why do you mean by my mother having been sold? You’d best explain things clearly!”

“You didn’t know, did you? Ashlyn, your mother was the prodigy of the Chapman family!”

Mary was so enraged that all reason fled. She only wanted to deal Ashlyn a blow, hitting her where it hurt.

Even after so many years, she was aware that the latter still could not get over her mother’s death in a car accident.

Therefore, she was eager to use something pertaining to Ashlyn’s mother to deal her a blow.

Regarding Ashlyn triumphantly, she continued, “She was the prodigy of the Chapman family, yet she was forced to marry Horace. Do you know why? It’s because your mother was with child out of wedlock, and that child is you! You’re not a descendant of the Berry family! Back then, Horace only agreed to marry your mother because of her money! After marrying her, he never touched her because he found her filthy!”