Chapter 120

The onlookers started discussing heatedly.

“How could you do such a thing? A manicure like yours costs more than two hundred dollars!”

“Since you chose to adopt a child, you should’ve been responsible for her. The Lind family is rich, yet you gave your adopted daughter so little. Shame on you.”

All the color drained from Fiona’s face.

Little did these people know that the Lind family was actually poor—something Fiona would never dare to admit.

After a while, Fiona said weakly, “We were worried we’d hurt our biological daughter. If Jocelyn saw that we treated her adopted sister better, she would’ve accused us of being unfair. And Janet, even if we didn’t give you that much money, you shouldn’t have forced us to give you more. We adopted you and you should be grateful!”

Janet set her glass on the table. Her eyes flashed with sheer rage. Even now, Fiona chose to lie through her teeth.

“The money wasn’t for me. I just wanted to save Hannah’s life. I didn’t force you to give me more. You were the one who promised me that you’d give me the money if I married Ethan instead of Jocelyn. But even after that, you kept refusing to pay me. I was just asking for what was rightfully mine.”

The audience burst into an uproar. Everyone began to criticize Fiona harshly.

“How dare she!”

“So, she adopted a child but left her in the countryside and didn’t give her any money. Such a criminal should be sued!”

“How the hell could she ask her adopted daughter to marry someone as a substitute for her biological daughter? The poor girl!”

Ethan was sitting on a black sofa nearby with his legs crossed. He took a sip from his glass of wine as he watched this scene unfold before him. He had witnessed the whole thing.

“I didn’t know that your wife could be so fierce. You must be beaten up a lot at home, hmm?” Garrett joked, poking fun at Ethan.

Ethan’s eyes had been fixed on Janet the entire night. To him, the woman before him now was a stark contrast to the woman she saw at home.

“She’s a submissive sweet girl at home.” Ethan took another sip from his wine, his eyes darkening slightly.

Seeing that his friend looked a little worried, Garrett smiled at him reassuringly. “Don’t tell me that you want to interfere. From what I can see, your wife can handle this.”

“I suppose we shall wait and see,” Ethan said gloomily.

At this point, Fiona couldn’t stand the humiliation anymore and dropped her gentle facade. Her expression changed and she started coughing so violently, one might’ve wondered if she was terminally ill.

“What’re you doing here anyway? We took you in and raised you. Otherwise, who’s to say you wouldn’t be homeless right now? Isn’t it only right that you married someone for our sake? Just take it as a payment for our kindness.”

When she saw that her mother had changed tactics, Jocelyn immediately echoed Fiona’s sentiments, adding fuel to the flames.

“How could you have the nerve to talk back? If it weren’t for you, our family wouldn’t have ended up like this. You’ve pissed my mother off. You always think of that old maid but don’t give a damn about your foster mother. Don’t you have a conscience?”