In the cozy living room of the Myers family, snowflakes danced outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly laying a thin blanket of white on the ground. Despite the warmth from the heating inside, a chill ran down my spine under Susan's icy gaze.
They had dug into my past, even uncovering the life I had led before moving to RiverCity. They went as far as locking me in a storage room and cutting off the power, all to deal with me, the ex-wife, with such elaborate schemes.
Sipping her coffee disdainfully, Susan looked at me, suggesting, âPerhaps itâs time you reconsider leaving RiverCity?â
I stood tall. âAnd your reason this time?â
Last time, it was a mix of threats and temptations. What would it be this time?
âThe first dress your startup released was a total disaster,â Susan sneered, âDo you think your company can survive this? Why not go abroad and take a few years to further your studies? Iâll cover the expenses.â
Clenching my fist, I recalled Bryant's words in the Myers Mansion, echoing the similar sentiment of sending me abroad. Everyone seemed to want me gone.
Susan continued, âBut before you go, you must issue a public apology on social media, admitting you intentionally caused Dorothy to have a wardrobe malfunction in public!â
âAnd if I refuse?â I forced a bitter smile, locking eyes with Susan, my voice steady yet defiant, âMoreover, is it automatically my fault if the dress had issues?â
Her face twisted in rage, her cup clattering loudly on the marble coffee table. âWhat are you implying? That Dorothy would expose herself to frame you?â
âItâs possible,â I replied. Indeed, it seemed the only plausible explanation.
Susan approached me, her high heels clicking on the floor. Suddenly, she grabbed my chin, her manicured nails digging into my skin. âEvidence?
Jane, what evidence do you have?â
Trapped by two bodyguards, I was immobilized.
âThatâs right!â Having changed her clothes, Dorothy stormed down the stairs, seething, âIt was you, making me the laughing stock and tarnishing the Myers familyâs reputation.â
I endured the pain. âI have evidence.â
Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)
ï¤Chapter 317 His Charming Wife ï¤Chapter 10 Dominant Boss: Call Me Hubby, My Dear ï¤Chapter 250 Finn Shows up Amidst Many Obstructions Unfolding my hand, I revealed a piece of scrap fabric from Dorothyâs dress.
Susan glanced at it dismissively. âAnd whatâs this supposed to be?â
âMs. Myers, you should recognize it.â I raised the fabric toward Dorothy. âAfter all, you cut it yourself. The cut is too clean.â
Being part of a high society like the Myers family usually meant others could only aspire to reach their level. Despite Dorothyâs notorious temperament, no one dared to embarrass the Myers family in such a manner.
Most importantly, not many would have handled this dress, making it easier to trace back. It was unlikely for anyone to risk implicating the entire family in such a foolish act. After much thought, it could only have been Dorothy herself.
Dorothy demanded furiously, âHow did that end up with you?â
I answered, âIt got torn off during our scuffle.â
The chaos that ensued was intense. But I was sure it wasnât a quality issue. The strap broke first, and I wanted to know why. So, when I slapped Dorothy back, I took the chance to pull the strap off.
She was too caught up in her fury, thinking she had destroyed my career, to notice.