CHAPTER 121

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Abolt from the blue!

Mona blurted out, and Emelle couldn’t stop het in time. “Monal”

William hunted, his darkeyes story as they fixed on Emelie.

Downstairs, Samuel witnessed the confrontation as the approached from the parked car. He came just in time to hear those words.

He froze, looking at Emelie as well.

William released Daphne, and her eyes flickered.

“Lost a child?” William’s emotions remained steady as he questioned Emelle, “When did this happen?”

Emelie felt a lump in her throat

william rapidly reviewed secent months in his mind, disbelieving.

“Lies require some plausibility. When did you have time to get pregnant and miscarry without me knowing?”

A hollow laugh escaped Emelle. “Call it alle if you want.”

She grabbed Mona’s hand, intending to leave with Samuel.

William grabbed her other hand.

“You want to leave without explaining? Looks like you want your friend unemployed, too.”

Emelie whipped around as Mona laid it bare

*I’m not lying! I have proof! Emelie lost a child while you were doting on this whore.

“She was alone in the hospital for three days! She didn’t even have time to recover from a miscarriage before you sent her off to Vinetown “It’s all your fault she’s in such poor health now!”

“In the private room, you claimed Emelle owed you, she doesn’t owe you anything. But you, you’ve owed her from the start!”

William looked at Mona impassively. “Show me the proot.*

Monasaid, “I don’t have it on me. It’s at home”

William’s voice hardened. “Then we’ll go get it. Don’t you dare deceive me again”

Emelle closed her eyes for a moment, then reopened them “William, if you target Mona after me and my mother, I’ll fight you.”

William cared little for her threats. “I want proof.”

Evidence of the miscanlage, proof that they had a child. At this point, everything could only be laid out on the table.

But Emelie didn’t know what evidence Mona could provide.

“I picked up the miscarriage report you tore from the trash Thad a feeling it would come in usetul,‘

Mona pursed her lips. “Emelie, I’m sorry.”

Emelie shook her head

Daphne’s facial wounds were hastily bandaged. She insisted on accompanying William to see the evidence, so he took her along. Emelie didn’t want to ride in William’s car. So Samuel opened the passenger door of his car and said, “I said I’d take you home.”

William replied indifferently, “you, get in my car.”

Emelie looked back, realizing he meant Mora,

Perhaps he was afraid Mona would tamper with evidence on the way a

and wanted to keep an eye on her.

Mona gitted her teeth and got into his car

Emelle fastened her seatbelt, her expression flat.

Samuel spoke when he started the car and pulled onto the road.

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It should take about 15 minutes to get to your place. The tissues are in the door compartment.”

Emelie understood his intention but said, “I don’t want to cry.”

There was nothing worth crying about.

Her parents were both in trouble, one in prison and the other bedridden.

The man she’d been close to for three years stooped so low, cruelly suppressing her.

She suffered a miscarriage and lost her child. There was nothing to cry about

She only told Samuel, “Sorry, I made you witness another face.”

Sal shook his head.

Emelie, William, Samuel, and Daphne were all in the apartment’s living room.

The living room never felt small usually. But with all these people present, Emelle found it suffocating-

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Mona rushed into the room, rummaging through the drawers.

She remembered tucking it inside a notebook in this drawer back then.

But now, no matter how much she searched, she couldn’t find it anywhere.