Chapter 1961: You May Scram Now

Yuliana’s terror and shock eclipsed the pain in her cheek. Fear shone in her eyes as she pleaded, “No, I’m her sister! She misunderstood many things. Some were my mother’s actions, not mine. Lucian, please, don’t misunderstand me!”

She knew Roxanne had Lucian’s support; directly confronting her would only bring humiliation. She hoped her aggrieved tone would elicit mercy.

Lucian’s face darkened. Her words grated on him. “Who are you to address me by my name? We are not related! My wife has never acknowledged you as her sister!”

Roxanne, equally appalled by Yuliana’s audacity, seethed. “Listen, Yuliana. Even if we share a surname, I don’t have a sister like you. If you continue this nonsense, I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

The ingratiating smile froze on Yuliana’s lips. Countless thoughts flooded her mind before she finally conceded, clenching her jaw. “Fine. I won’t use your name, then. Mr. and Mrs. Farwell, do you intend to beat me to death in public?”

Lucian was surprised by her swift change in demeanor.

“Beat you to death? You don’t deserve my time. Stop scheming against my wife, or I’ll make your life a living hell!” Lucian warned, his annoyance bordering on amusement. He offered Roxanne a reassuring glance.

Roxanne, after a moment’s reflection, knew slapping Yuliana was pointless. A few slaps wouldn't change her. Her fury dissipated.

A hint of arrogance flickered in her eyes as she waved dismissively. “You may scram now, Yuliana!”

It was the most humiliating moment of Yuliana’s life. Rage consumed her, wrenching her heart. She gritted her teeth, longing to tear Roxanne apart. But a sliver of reason urged her to leave; staying meant enduring more abuse.

She shot Roxanne a venomous glare, spun on her heel, and hurried away. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Roxanne, I won’t forget this. I swear I’ll make you suffer endless humiliation and anguish!

Regaining her composure, Roxanne felt drained, her adrenaline subsiding. Lucian caught her arm, offering support.

“Are you okay?”

Roxanne nodded, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. “I’m sorry for losing my temper. Seeing Yuliana, all I could think about was revenge.”

“I understand. You don’t need to explain,” Lucian said, silently making a decision.

The hotel security resumed their posts, leaving disappointed onlookers. Lucian drove Roxanne home, where the children awaited. Leaving Roxanne with them, he entered his study and called Cayden.

Lucian issued a chilling command, “Listen carefully. Use any means necessary to ensure Yuliana Jarvis never sets foot in Horington again.”

Cayden, sensing the gravity of his employer’s tone, responded promptly, “Understood. I’ll take care of it immediately.”

The call ended, and Lucian calmly rejoined Roxanne and the children.