CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 77: STRIKING BACK IN FURY, NO ONE IS SPARED

Sabrina Hayes was somewhat surprised.

Discussing the divorce matter, is it actually up to her?

But on second thought, it makes sense. Florence Scott has disliked her for a long time and probably can’t wait to kick her out.

Since negotiations with Jordan Hawthorne for divorce have failed, perhaps there is a breakthrough to be found with her.

If successful, it could save a lot of trouble!

Sabrina Hayes immediately said, "Where do we talk?"

Florence Scott took her to the tea room in a side hall.

Upon entering, she took out a divorce agreement she had prepared beforehand and placed it in front of her, speaking with a hint of sarcasm and bitter tone, "I heard that previously, you negotiated divorce with Jordan, wanting to leave with nothing and take Zara’s custody? Let me tell you, we don’t agree with the terms you proposed.

Sabrina Hayes, what qualifications do you have? You’ve enjoyed everything within The Hawthorne Family for all these years; hasn’t there been a cost?"

Sabrina Hayes’s eyes narrowed, discerning the hidden meaning in her words.

"So? What do you mean?"

Florence Scott looked down at her and said, "Leaving with nothing is impossible; you owe compensation to The Hawthorne Family!"

Sabrina Hayes seemed to have heard something ridiculous.

She already knew The Hawthornes were shameless.

But she still found them continually astonishing her.

Sabrina Hayes laughed in rage, "Mrs. Hawthorne, it’s amazing you can say such things. After marrying into The Hawthorne Family for years, apart from a few clothes and jewelry gifted by the old lady, I have diligently raised the child, worked, and expanded business.

Did you or Jordan Hawthorne ever provide me with any riches or honor?

Not to mention, I left those clothes and jewelry behind, still in The Hawthorne Family!

Moreover, Jordan Hawthorne cheated during the marriage, fooling around with Brooke Sinclairs. He is the one at fault. It’s lucky I didn’t ask him for compensation for my emotional distress, and you still want me to compensate?

Aren’t you being utterly ridiculous?"

Florence Scott was indifferent to her scolding.

"Eating and sleeping at The Hawthorne Family is an undeniable fact! That’s what you’ve enjoyed! So... you want a divorce, fine; compensate The Hawthorne Family five billion. Sign the document, and you can leave."

Sabrina Hayes felt like she was hearing the biggest joke.

Five billion?

She actually dared to speak such words?

She finally understood the other party’s intentions.

Not only did they want her out, but they also wanted to push her into a desperate situation.

To crush completely, nothing less than this!

How could these people be so disgusting?

Sabrina Hayes was furious, unable to endure it anymore, and ripped the divorce agreement into pieces, fiercely throwing it at Florence Scott.

"Florence Scott, dreaming of taking my money, go dream your Spring and Autumn period!"

Florence Scott never expected her to dare treat her like this, being utterly taken aback.

She turned ashen, her gaze cold, "Sabrina Hayes, you are ungrateful! Before, you embarrassed The Hawthorne Family several times and still want to walk away clean. How can there be such a cheap thing in this world?

Today, if you don’t sign this document, just wait and see, The Hawthorne Family has ways to suppress you."

"Then just try it!"

Sabrina Hayes said coldly, throwing a sentence down, then walked away without looking back.

After leaving the tea room, she went to the garden first to find Zara.

Just now when discussing the divorce, she asked the servants from the old house to watch over Zara.

They were trustworthy, having served the old lady before.

However, upon leaving, the person was gone!

Sabrina Hayes was startled, hastily calling out, "Zara?"

But after searching around, she found no trace of the little child.

Jordan Hawthorne happened to come out of the hall, and Sabrina Hayes, filled with anger, immediately rushed over, questioning, "Did you hide Zara? Give her back to me!!!"

Jordan Hawthorne furrowed his brows, looking puzzled, "What are you talking about? I didn’t hide her!"

Sabrina Hayes saw he didn’t seem to be lying and became a little anxious.

The person was here just fine; how could she disappear?

Right at that moment, Florence Scott came out of the tea room.

Upon seeing the scene, she immediately smirked and remarked, "Zara was taken away by me, so what? She carries The Hawthorne Family bloodline, what right do you have to take her away?"

An intense rage burst forth in Sabrina Hayes’s eyes.

She could endure how shameless The Hawthornes were when dealing with her.

But Zara was her reverse scale.

No one could touch her!

"I don’t have the qualification, but you do? Back when Zara’s autism was so severe, there wasn’t a word of concern from you, not even a glance at her... and now you acknowledge she’s The Hawthorne Family bloodline?

In front of her, you let an outsider acknowledge her father as ’Dad’, without considering her feelings.

Just at the memorial hall, Brooke Sinclairs’s son called Jordan Hawthorne ’Dad’, and the three of them bowed as if they were a family. Did any of you consider she was the direct descendant of The Hawthorne Family?

Speaking such words, don’t you feel guilty???

Florence Scott, do you have no shame???"

While delivering this scolding, Sabrina Hayes’ eyes were nearly red with blood.

Florence Scott was left speechless, looking utterly embarrassed.

Because every word she said was the truth!

Yet she just couldn’t stand Sabrina Hayes being pleased; she sneered again, "No matter what you say, Zara carries The Hawthorne Family blood, which is a fact! Don’t even think about getting custody unless you agree to the conditions I proposed earlier.

Five billion, withdraw from The Sheffield Group, from now on, no work in the pharmaceutical industry, and no competition with The Hawthorne Group!"

Sabrina Hayes widened her eyes in disbelief.

So, the five billion compensation wasn’t the most shameless act after all.

Forcing her out of the pharmaceutical industry was their ultimate goal!

Sabrina trembled with anger, glaring resentfully at the mother and son in front of her, and asked, "Jordan Hawthorne, was this your plan? Not only driving me out of the Hawthorne Group, but also wanting to blacklist me in the industry? Using Zara to threaten me?"

Jordan was startled by her gaze.

He frowned, denying coldly, "It wasn’t me."

With those words, he turned to Florence Scott, "Mom, there’s no need to go this far."

Florence was relentless, saying, "Why is it unnecessary? Jordan, don’t be too merciful to her! Back then, she schemed to marry you, climb into the Hawthorne Family, and when she failed to achieve what she wanted, she started retaliating madly.

Such a woman should be dealt with harshly!"

Sabrina was infuriated by this disgusting face, and unable to bear it any longer, she grabbed Florence Scott’s clothes.

"Hand over Zara immediately, or I’ll call the police right now!"

"Sabrina Hayes, how dare you, let go of me!"

Florence shouted angrily, struggling, "I’m telling you, I won’t hand her over. Go ahead and call the police; I’d like to see how you’re going to explain to them! I’m the grandmother, taking care of my granddaughter, so what? Do you think they’ll intervene?"

At these words, her face filled with a cold, smug smile!

Sabrina’s fingers tightened.

This person was truly disgusting!

Yet, what she said was true.

If the police came, they’d probably just treat it as a family dispute.

Since calling the police wouldn’t work, she’d have to use her own methods...

With that thought, Sabrina let go of Florence Scott fiercely.

Florence staggered and fell, looking extremely embarrassed.

Sabrina’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, "Florence Scott, if Zara loses a single hair, you’ll pay for it!!!"

After speaking, she took out her phone and called Tessa Hughes, explaining some matters.

Tessa arrived quickly, bringing Flash with her.

The little fluffball instinctively looked for its little owner upon arrival.

But not finding her, it could only look up at Sabrina and bark.

Sabrina squatted down to communicate with it, "Find Zara."

Seeing this, Florence Scott’s expression changed slightly, just about to call for someone to stop them.

But the little military dog had already dashed out with its short legs.

Sabrina hurriedly followed.

Soon, Flash sped past the hall, the tea room, and arrived outside the backyard warehouse.

Upon arrival, the little guy stopped and barked furiously.

Sabrina and Tessa hurried over, pushing the warehouse door open.

Then, they saw the situation inside.

Zara’s small body was curled up on the ground, her dress dirty, with tape covering her mouth, hands, and feet.

Beside her squatted a servant, still holding a roll of tape.

Seeing this, Sabrina felt as if her blood had rushed straight to her head.

"Zara!!!"

Frightened to the core, she rushed over and kicked the servant away.

The servant was clearly terrified, begging for mercy immediately, "Young Madam... I’m sorry, this was the Missus’ order..."

Sabrina trembled with rage.

She controlled herself and started to remove the tape from Zara.

The young one’s skin was tender, and she feared she might get hurt.

Fortunately, the tape had just been applied and wasn’t very tight.

Though there were no injuries, the area still turned red.

Once free, little Zara threw herself into her arms, crying aggrievedly, "Mommy..."

She seemed terrified!

Sabrina’s heart ached to the point of breaking!

Her gaze turning blood-red, her reason was once again overwhelmed!

How could they... do this to Zara?

How dare they???

Seething with rage, Sabrina handed Zara to Tessa, then turned and slapped the servant several times.

The servant wailed in pain, not daring to retaliate at all.

When Jordan and Florence Scott arrived, seeing Sabrina’s furious strikes, they were all stunned.

Sabrina’s anger wasn’t quelled, her gaze like a knife, as she looked at Florence Scott.

This old thing was the real culprit of all this.

She wouldn’t let her off!!!

With this in mind, she almost nonstop, took a few steps to the door, yanking Florence Scott inside.

"Sabrina..."

Jordan just started to warn.

’Bang’, the warehouse door slammed shut in front of him and locked!