Chapter 123

Chapter 123:

“Mr. Johns, remember that Kristine is your close friend’s daughter…” someone finally said. Others added their voices, with one commenting, “Yes, if Madisyn has issues with Kristine, she could simply ask Kristine to move out. But creating such a scene isn’t right…”

Glenn’s mature, handsome face stayed composed, yet his voice carried authority. “Everyone, please remain calm. We will investigate this matter thoroughly.”

Investigate? It seemed clear what had happened!

Everyone pitied Kristine, yet no one felt bold enough to contradict Glenn directly. Except for Josie, who courageously countered, “Mr. Johns, just look at Kristine. Do you honestly think Madisyn is innocent in this? How can you accept that Kristine wanted to be with that man? Do you truly think any of this is justified?”

Her questions resonated, challenging all who heard. People shook their heads, troubled.

“Yes, Mr. Johns, please seek justice for Kristine.”

“If Kristine really took her own life, it would be on your conscience.”

The crowd nodded in agreement. Glenn’s face took on a more solemn expression.

Madisyn then approached the bed, looking down at the man there. “Do we know each other?”

The man had initially thought his role was simple—to sleep with a woman for money. However, he hadn’t expected Madisyn to strike him as soon as she walked into the room, knocking him unconscious.

Now, as he met Madisyn’s stern gaze, he whispered, his voice trembling, “Yes.”

“And do you have my phone number?” Madisyn snapped back sharply.

The man argued, “You were the one who contacted me. You promised payment after the job was complete.”

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“Do you have any proof? Like a recording?” Madisyn inquired.

“You didn’t let me record anything,” he answered.

Kristine gazed at Madisyn with cold eyes. Did Madisyn think mere words would absolve her? Today marked her downfall. There was no way out!

“Why the act, Madisyn? Cut the crap and just tell us, what are we going to do about this matter?” Josie exclaimed with a sneer.

Madisyn looked disdainfully at Kristine and said, “I’ll give you one last opportunity to confess your actions.”

Kristine’s complexion turned ghostly. “Madisyn, even now you deny it? Are you still trying to slander me? Do you want to see me dead? Very well, I’ll end it now! I won’t disrupt your family gathering any longer!”

With those words, she lunged toward the wall again, eliciting gasps from the audience. Several guests attempted to intervene, but Josie, being the nearest, managed to intercept her first.

Kristine continued to cry, overwhelmed with sorrow. Saddened by the scene, Josie comforted her. “Kristine, don’t cry. We’ll ensure justice is served today!”

Her declaration was steadfast and strong. She looked around at the guests, who appeared touched. If Kristine were to die here, they would surely lament their inaction. Not even the influence of the Johns family could justify their indifference.

“Mr. Johns, look at Kristine! If she took her life, you would bear responsibility. I know you cherish your biological daughter, but Kristine has been your daughter for many years.”

“Yes, Mr. Johns, no one knows better than you who Kristine’s real father is. Don’t you feel any remorse for what has befallen her?”

The guests implored Glenn to act. Glenn faced them, his expression laden with emotion.

Kristine was sobbing uncontrollably, while Madisyn appeared unaffected. The man in the bed seemed restless. The guests all sensed an injustice had been done to Kristine.

Glenn, an experienced businessman with keen instincts, had figured out the situation. “You are all respected individuals in Gemond. Don’t let emotions sway your judgment. Kristine took Madisyn upstairs. It was also Kristine who came upstairs with Andrew. All were initiated by Kristine. Do you really think Madisyn planned all this?”

His voice was icy, carrying a note of lecturing. Kristine hadn’t anticipated Glenn siding with Madisyn even at this moment. To her, it was nothing but favoritism. She was seething with anger.

“Alright, Dad, if you won’t believe me, then there’s nothing more to discuss. I can’t live with this. I’ll repay you for raising me in my next life!”

Kristine attempted once more to end her life, but just as she was about to do so, a voice interrupted, saying, “Hello, beautiful! You’re here!”

The voice belonged to the vagrant. It emanated from a phone that Madisyn held in her hand. Kristine stared at it, her thoughts racing.

“Who are you?” That was Madisyn’s voice.

“It doesn’t matter who I am. Just know that today, you’re going to have a fantastic time.” The man’s tone became suggestive.

But in the next moment, the man suddenly yelled out in pain, and the recording ended abruptly.

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