"My daughter did nothing! Where are you taking her?" Jill yelled at Hiram with all her might, evidently losing her temper.
"She knows what she has done. Miss Ning, if you have anything to say, you can say it to our boss!"
After saying that, he winked at his subordinates, signaling them to carry out their movements.
In just a couple of seconds, Fannie was surrounded by several men in black.
"Don't touch me! I can walk myself!" Instead of letting these men see her tears streaming down her cheeks, she held her head high as she strode towards the car. After all, she clearly knew there was no way she could escape from them.
"Fannie, Nancy is a heartless and cruel woman. Keep your guard up and don't let her bully you again!" Jill cried as she spoke those reminders to her daughter.
"Shut up, or I'll slap your mouth!" Hiram lashed out, fed up with how thick-faced these mother and daughter were.
They were at twisting the truth and weaving a grand lie for their own favor. It was clear as day that they were pestering Nancy, but they still accused her of bullying them.
So, as Hiram's aggressive tone thundered, Jill knew she had to keep silent. She sat on the sofa and just kept mum the entire time.
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"Yes, Mr. Fu, you're the most outstanding man in the world. How could you fall in love with such an ordinary woman?" mocked Fannie in a strange tone. A grin was flashed on her lips, evidently enjoying how Nancy was put in such a grave situation.
Charles squinted his eyes before glancing at Hiram.
"Hiram, take her to the basement," he commanded with a voice as cold as ice.
"Yes, sir!" Hiram replied in respect, bowing to his boss.
"Mrs. Huang, this covetous woman bewitched your son. It's time you know the truth––Nancy is a bitch; she is absolutely not a good woman. Even I, her own sister, was framed by her. If you keep her with you, I swear you'll end up in a worse situation than me."
Angelina was now the only life-saving straw for Fannie, so she tried her best to fawn on her and suck up to her side.
"Is what she said true?" Turning her head back to Nancy, Angelina asked in the most stoic tone she could muster.
"Mom, can you just have some common sense? Look at them! Who looks more like a bitch?" Charles yelled helplessly. His patience was now running on a thread.
"I don't know. God! I really don't know." With a pair of skeptic eyes, Angelina looked at the two sisters as confusion filled her mind.