Chapter 335

Chapter 335:

Tatiana scoffed, “You don’t believe me?”

“Why should I believe you without any proof?” Madisyn countered.

“Alright, you’re quite wary,” Tatiana replied, pulling out a pregnancy test report.

Madisyn took a brief look at it. The report indicated a pregnancy of just over a week. “And what is this supposed to mean?” Madisyn inquired.

“This indicates that this woman is carrying Andrew’s child,” Tatiana explained.

“You claim it’s Andrew’s—should I just take your word for it?”

“She’s only slept with Andrew; it was her first time,” Tatiana said with certainty.

Madisyn narrowed her eyes, not questioning Andrew’s loyalty but wondering who this woman was. “Who are you referring to?”

“I can’t reveal her identity, or you’d want to eliminate her. But believe me, if she steps foot in the Klein Manor, Daman would insist she marry Andrew to protect his grandchild’s future. Then, you’d be cut out of the picture. Madisyn, here’s my proposal: If you convince those girls who exposed my past actions online to change their statements, I’ll ensure this woman never meets Daman.”

Tatiana fixed her gaze on Madisyn, confident in her leverage.

“I refuse,” Madisyn said firmly.

Tatiana was taken aback, disbelief written all over her face. “Madisyn, aren’t you worried Andrew might marry her?”

“What is there to worry about? Besides, he wouldn’t do that,” Madisyn replied calmly, her poise unshaken, still radiating effortless confidence.

Tatiana balled her fists. “Continue living in denial. You’ll regret it when the time comes.”

“So this was the trick up your sleeve? It’s a waste of my time.” Madisyn stood, towering over Tatiana. “If that’s all you have, don’t waste any more of my time.”

“Madisyn!” Tatiana yelled out in frustration. She hadn’t anticipated Madisyn’s apathy toward the situation.

Tatiana believed Madisyn wouldn’t realize the severity until it was too late. She quickly made a call, saying, “You should visit Daman tomorrow. I’ll arrange for Corbett’s parents to be there to support you.”

“Thank you, Tatiana,” Madisyn replied, her tone dismissive.

As Tatiana exited the café, someone accidentally bumped into her, knocking her hat off.

Her face became visible, and the passerby reacted with shock. “Tatiana!”

Thinking it was a fan, Tatiana responded, “Would you like an autograph?”

“You bitch!”

Out of nowhere, Tatiana received a sharp slap across her face. Stunned, she looked at the person, who was furiously yelling, “Hey, everyone! Tatiana is right here. This woman has wronged so many, and now she dares to have coffee here like nothing happened. Absolutely shameless!”

Bystanders quickly turned their attention.

Tatiana’s scandals were so widespread that almost everyone recognized her. A crowd swiftly formed around her.

As the crowd and their disdainful stares intensified, Tatiana trembled and began retreating, only to fall over. People started throwing objects at her.

“How can you be so heartless? How could you destroy the lives of others?”

“Should we call the police on her?”

“Tatiana, just go to hell!”

Trash and various items were thrown at Tatiana, quickly covering her in grime and leaving her reeking. On the brink of tears, Tatiana yelled in rage, “Do you all have a death wish?”

These ignorant fools! She was from the prestigious Fernandez family, and yet they dared to treat her this way—did they not fear the consequences?

But no one listened to Tatiana’s furious rants. The crowd continued to vent their fury until the police arrived. Only then could Tatiana escape, though she was now a filthy, unrecognizable mess. Enraged, Tatiana said, “I’ll sue you!”

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