บททั้งหมดของ The Sweetest Revenge: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Feeling perplexed, Giselle frowned."The Grant family clothed and fed you. We have never mistreated you, have we? Who gave you the right to do this?"This inquisition was laced with insurmountable anger.Sebastian looked at the descending curve on the computer screen. He was livid.He had been overwhelmingly busy these few days.Before Brady's incident, the company had already been under malicious attack by some parties.First, their plan was leaked. Then, their key employees were poached.Bad things happened one after another. For the finale, the incident involving Brady took the cake.The products he endorsed were getting boycotted by buyers nationwide. They demanded a return and refund of their money.They refused to use the products that a scumbag endorsed, fearing that karma would prevent them from finding their significant others in the future.That was just pure nonsense! Sebastian had just taken over the family's business but now had a mountain of problems to deal w

Emma had sent a picture to Giselle.Emma: "Gigi, look. Is this your adoptive father?"Giselle enlarged the photo. It was evident that the photo had been taken in secret. The picture was dark. A man's silhouette could be vaguely seen with the help of the streetlight. He was embracing a woman tightly.Giselle: "Where was this taken?"Emma: "I went back to the law firm in the evening to take some documents. When I came out, I saw a man and a woman sneaking around. The man looked familiar."Giselle understood everything. When she pieced the incident outside the study together with this, it was apparent that Harold had been unfaithful for many years.Giselle saved the photo, already thinking of the perfect timing for the exposé.Considering how the Grant family had tormented her for many years, it would be disingenuous to say that there was zero resentment.Giselle never claimed to be a saint. She lived by a tit-for-tat principle.For her, there was nothing left in the Grant fami

Giselle: "Not yet."Chester: "I'm at the police station."Giselle sprang up from bed and changed out of her pajamas swiftly. She hurried out after putting a coat on.The wind outside came in bursts of cold air. By the time Giselle arrived, half an hour had already passed.Inside the police station, the lights were bright.After Yvonne's incident, Giselle had become a familiar face to those at the police station. To them, she was a beauty with brains.Giselle went straight to Jim."Captain Lane," she called. Giselle stood up straight. She looked around but Chester was nowhere to be seen.In truth, she had no idea why she had rushed over so suddenly.Chester did not ask her to come over either. He had only said that he was at the police station."Are you here for Mr. Fordham? He's in the waiting room."In the waiting room, Tony could be seen grimacing while treating his wounds. One of his eyes had been bruised. The corner of his mouth was injured as well.There were some scra

Vivian began sweating profusely.Both her hands clasped tightly behind her. She was filled with utter panic and unease on the inside.She would have never come over if she knew that Chester was here, not even if it was her best friend who needed to be bailed out."There has to be some misunderstanding here, Uncle Chester. Let me explain."Vivian began racking her brains to find an excuse.Tony, however, was a professional bullshit detective. He walked out of the room, one step behind, and said, "Explaining means covering up, and covering up means lying. Vivian, just look at your terrible taste in friends!"She was, after all, the daughter of the esteemed Lawson family. How could she have been raised like this?It was obvious that those tatted delinquents were bad news. They were foul-mouthed and uncouth.Even taking just one more look at them made Tony feel disgusted.How could Vivian even consider them her friends and come over to bail them out?Could it be that she had lost

Giselle was stunned.It took a moment before she pretended to smile calmly and said, "I see you as a friend of mine. Isn't it normal for me to be concerned about you?"Her facial expression might not have given anything away, but her palms were sweating profusely.Chester was giving her too much pressure, especially considering the fact that they were now in the cramped carriage of her car.Giselle hurriedly rolled down the windows. She could finally breathe when the night breeze blew into the car."Is that so?"She heard his three-worded retort. Giselle could not make out the emotions in his tone. It had even become too overwhelming for her to look directly into Chester's eyes.She tried her best not to let her mind wander into the forbidden zone.Nodding, she said, "Yes."Eventually, she became worried that she was being too blunt and making him feel awkward. Imitating Tony, she countered, "Do you not see me as a friend?"Chester could see that Giselle was trying to dive