Chapter 1482

“Bitch!” Aubree shrieked, a crazed look on her face as she scrolled through online comments. “Bastards! I will never let you get away with this!”

She’d been wrong about the man. He’d claimed to know her, leading her to believe he had nothing to do with Roxanne. But who else, she mused, would orchestrate such a cruel act? Who else would profit from her humiliation? It had to be Roxanne, enacting her revenge.

Aubree seethed, a burning hatred hardening her gaze. She grabbed her handbag, intent only on revenge, and stormed towards the door.

Her father, Samuel, blocked her exit. His venomous glare burned into her. “Have you no shame? Going out now? Do you think this isn't embarrassing enough?”

With each step closer he took, Aubree flinched, retreating until her back hit the wall, traumatized by past beatings.

“What’s with this photo?” Samuel demanded, his voice stern. “Which man did you… defile yourself with? Tell him to get here instantly! I want him to take responsibility!”

Aubree’s exasperation erupted in laughter. “Who do you think took the photo? Do you think he’ll take responsibility after posting it online? He wants me scorned! He wants everyone to think I’m promiscuous, unmarriageable!”

Samuel’s eyes blazed, bloodshot with rage at the undisguised sarcasm in Aubree’s voice. He slapped her, sending her sprawling. “You wretch! Can’t you behave for even one day?”

Aubree cradled her throbbing cheek. “I’ve been framed! It’s all Roxanne’s fault! That bitch plotted against me! Why don’t you punish her instead?”

Another slap landed on her other cheek. “Shut up! How many times must I tell you not to provoke Roxanne? Why won’t you listen?”

Aubree trembled, her anger escalating. “I didn’t provoke her! She provoked me! Don’t you see everyone online is scolding your daughter? Are you blind?”

Samuel raised his hand to strike again, but seeing the prints on her swollen cheeks, he clenched his fist, lowering his arm. Disappointment warred in his eyes.

“The Pearson family is in this mess because of you! Yet you still blame Roxanne! You should be focused on getting Lucian’s forgiveness so we can regain our standing!”

Aubree’s stubbornness was etched on her face. “Lucian blames us because of that bitch! As long as she’s gone, everything will be fine!”

Samuel, near apoplectic, leaned against the bed for support, gasping for breath. After several minutes, he straightened, pointing to the door. “Out! Get lost! From today, you have nothing to do with the Pearson family!”

Aubree, rising to her feet, glared at him. “I will make that bitch pay! I promise!”

She strode out, slamming the door.

Samuel watched her go, his eyes darkening. He staggered, then steadied himself, letting out a heavy sigh. Exhaustion and bitterness etched his face. He'd worked so hard for the Pearson family’s redemption, clinging to hope for brighter days. Now, everything was ruined.