Chapter 43
Lillian was so hot she kept tugging at her collar. She leaned against the wall with one hand, staggering forward, but after just a few steps, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
She turned her head and saw a short, chubby figure. It took her a moment to recognize him. “It’s you?” she slurred.
Lillian’s cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were hazy and alluring as she looked at Zack. Zack gulped several times. “Lillian, I–I’ve missed you so much,” he said. He hadn’t seen her since the last press conference.
Without another word, Zack eagerly embraced Lillian. Drugged and weak, she couldn’t support herself and fell backward.
They tumbled to the ground, and instead of pushing Zack away, Lillian clung to him, tugging at his clothes, desperate for sex right there in the hallway.
Sutton saw Annabel stumble upstairs and immediately shot a glance at Beatrice.
Beatrice caught the hint and turned to Victor. “Victor, Mr. White came downstairs, but Annabel isn’t here. Maybe she should come down and help. entertain the guests. Otherwise, people might think she’s being too arrogant.”
Victor called out to a servant passing by. “Go get Annabel and bring her down.”
The servant hesitated. “I–I just saw Miss Annabel White go upstairs with a chubby man,
and they looked very close.”
“What?” Victor couldn’t help but exclaim, drawing the attention of several people around them.
He coughed lightly, smiled, and was about to explain when another servant shouted, “Mr. White, Mrs. White, there are strange noises coming from Miss Annabel White’s room. It sounds like something’s wrong.”
Victor immediately cursed under his breath. “Damn it.”
Beatrice didn’t try to calm him down. Instead, she spoke softly in front of everyone, “Victor, Annabel is still young. It’s normal for her to be in a relationship.”
Everyone seemed to understand what had happened, their eyes twinkling with gossip.
At Beatrice’s birthday party, her stepdaughter Annabel was allegedly, having sex in her room with a man. How scandalous.
“Though I just saw Mr. Shaw in the backyard,” someone muttered just loud enough for everyone to hear. Suddenly, everyone’s expressions became extremely dramatic.
Victor’s face turned red with anger, and he muttered, “Don’t let anyone else upstairs. I’ll deal with her.” He turned and stormed up the stairs.
Beatrice, of course, didn’t try to stop the onlookers. And even if she wanted to, she couldn’t prevent them from following.
Soon, a crowd gathered outside Annabel’s bedroom. Victor burst in, shouting, “Annabel, I’m going to teach you a lesson today.”
But as soon as he spoke, he saw a naked woman in the bed; it wasn’t Annabel, but his beloved daughter, Lillian.
Victor was stunned, and before he could stop the others from entering, it was already too late.
Beatrice feigned concern. “Victor, she’s just a child. Even if she did something wrong, oh my God, Lillian?” Her face turned pale, anr‘ struck dumb.
stood there,
“Huh? That’s not Miss Annabel White. It’s Miss Lillian White,” someone whispered.
“Hey, she’s got a nice figure,” another person commented.
The murmurs of the crowd made Beatrice’s face flush with embarrassment and anger.
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She screamed and rushed forward, covering Lillian with a blanket, crying, “Victor, get everyone out of here.”
Lillian, in Beatrice’s arms, had lost her senses and couldn’t distinguish between men and women. She squirmed, trying to make indecent moves on
Beatrice.
Victor’s face darkened with embarrassment and anger. He wanted to disappear through the floor.
He glared at the man lying on the bed with his uppe
body bare. Enraged, Victor grabbed whatever was nearby and lunged at him.
The man, jolted awake, screamed and rolled off?
Victor, still holding the stick, froze in disbelief. 5
He swung at the man, shouting, “Damn it. You drugged my daughter. Do you want to die?”
bed. Everyone saw him clearly.
Charles was dazed, looking at Victor, who had hit him, then at Beatrice, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and finally at the crowd gathered at the door.
The crowd watched the scene with a mix of excitement and agitation. In an instant, Charles’s face darkened even more than Victor’s.
“Dad, Beatrice, what’s going on here?” Annabel arrived late, her eyes wide with shock as she took in the scene.
Her attention immediately focused on Lillian and Charles, who clearly had just been involved in something intimate.
Annabel let out a choked sob, nearly breaking into tears. “Lillian, Charles, you two-
Beatrice, consumed by rage, lost all control. Today was supposed to be her birthday party, and she was supposed to be the center of attention.
But Annabel had stolen the spotlight, and now her daughter had been caught in such a compromising situation.
“It’s all your fault,” Beatrice screamed, releasing Lillian and lunging at Annabel.
She grabbed Annabel’s arm and shook her violently. “You’re jealous of Lillian. You wanted to ruin her. Everything is your fault.”
Tears streamed down Annabel’s face as she looked like a flower battered by the wind, pitiful and fragile. “Beatrice, why would I want to harm my fiancé and my own sister like this?”
The onlookers couldn’t bear to watch any longer and began to speak up in Annabel’s defense. “She is right. Miss Annabel White is the real victim here. Mrs. White, as a stepmother, you’re being so unfair.”
“No wonder they say stepmothers have the hardest hearts. I’d rather die with my child than let them have a stepmother.”
Beatrice’s face turned even darker. She instinctively raised her hand
to
strike Annabel. “You bitch-”
Suddenly, a hand appeared out of nowhere, gripping Beatrice’s wrist tightly.
Jonathan’s face was pale with fury, his eyes so cold they seemed to freeze the air around them. “How dare you hit her?”
He then turned to Annabel. Upon seeing the tears on her face, Jonathan’s anger flared even more. He roughly pushed Beatrice away, as if he wanted to strangle her.
Beatrice stumbled backward, losing her balance and falling to the ground with
cry of pain.
Victor, still seething with anger, saw an outsider Intervene and shouted, “Who the hell are you? How dare you lay a hand on my wife? Do you want to die?”
Jonathan’s cold gaze cut through him like a knife. Victor instinctively shrank back, but then quickly realized he had been humiliated by a young man.
He raised his stick and lunged at Jonathan. “We don’t want you here. Get out.”
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Before Victor could strike, a loud voice stopped him. “Victor, stop.” Walter appeared, his face flushed with anger as he leaned on his cane. He couldn’t let their family scandal become public.
“Pour some water on Lillian to wake her up,” he said, then turned to Annabel. “Annabel, let’s get out of here. You don’t need to see this filth.”
Out of respect for Walter, everyone filed out of the room, leaving only Charles and Lillian behind.
Lillian was splashed awake by Charles. Upon hearing what had just happened, she immediately burst into tears.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.