CHAPTER 10: CHAPTER 10: I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR HYPOCRISY AND DECEIT

Juliana’s heart felt as if it had been torn open, blood dripping down.

George Grant didn’t forget to flatter his wife in front of his mother.

"It’s all thanks to Lily knowing the wife of the bank manager, otherwise, we wouldn’t have uncovered your true colors, and the Grant Family would have been schemed against without knowing it."

Juliana’s eyes darkened for a moment, then she raised her hand.

"What transfer records? Let me see them."

The butler, following Old Mrs. Grant’s signal, handed the "evidence" to her.

Lily reminded her sharply, "Don’t play any tricks. Even if you tear this evidence apart, it won’t work. I can have the bank print another copy."

Juliana’s gaze fell on the paper stamped with the bank’s seal.

The transfer records were real, but she didn’t know when such a card appeared under her name.

"The card number is wrong." Juliana pointed at the transfer records.

"Impossible!"

Lily instinctively stepped forward.

At that moment, Juliana suddenly grabbed her hair, and with the other hand, picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table, pressing it against Lily’s neck.

This action shocked everyone, even Old Mrs. Grant stood up.

"Are you rebelling?" George was furious.

Juliana’s eyes radiated coldness.

"You thought catching me off guard would allow you to frame me?"

"Dream on! If anyone dares to come closer, I’ll pierce her neck!"

"Husband, save me." Lily’s voice trembled.

George wanted to call the bodyguards, but Old Mrs. Grant squinted her eyes slightly.

"Don’t you want your wife’s life?"

George was immediately at a loss.

Juliana’s fruit knife drew a line of blood on Lily’s neck.

Lily screamed in pain.

"You know better than I do how this card came about?" Juliana said.

"I...I don’t know what you’re talking about." Lily’s voice lacked confidence.

"You’ve humiliated me time and again. Today, you either clear my name, or I’ll send you to the afterlife."

George shouted anxiously, "Juliana, if you kill her, you won’t survive either."

"Without dignity, why live?"

With these words, Juliana slashed Lily’s face.

Lily never expected Juliana to be so reckless.

She thought this woman would at most cry injustice, unable to produce evidence to prove her innocence, ending in Evan Grant forcing a divorce and Old Mrs. Grant expelling her from the Grant Family.

Who knew she would be so fierce?

Now disfigured, she was utterly terrified, shouting, "I was wrong, it’s me..."

"Stop!"

At this moment, Evan Grant rushed in with Ethan Carter from outside.

Seeing Lily’s face covered in blood, he frowned.

"I know it’s not you, let her go."

Juliana was still wary of him, unwilling to let go.

Evan Grant’s jaw moved, signaling Ethan Carter to present new evidence to Old Mrs. Grant.

George thought he was going to exonerate Juliana.

"Evan, I told you last night after getting off the plane, don’t be seduced by women. No matter how much you like her, you can’t let her ruin the Grant Family’s reputation. The bank transfer evidence is irrefutable..."

Evan Grant interrupted him.

"The records are real, and the transfer card number under her name is a fact, but someone tampered with the card issuance process."

George was stunned: "What are you saying?"

Evan Grant’s gaze was icily cold.

"This bank card was processed illegally, the person applying for the card and the signature are not hers. Auntie, to frame my wife, gave that bank manager’s wife ten gold bars. The location of the transaction was at a beauty salon under Auntie’s name. Although there’s no surveillance, the bank manager’s wife told everything to her husband, who might lose his job and is currently trying to make amends."

George was so shocked he couldn’t close his mouth.

He turned his gaze to Lily, incredulous.

"How could you deceive me?"

But Lily was shaking like a leaf, speechless, just shaking her head non-stop.

Evan Grant looked at Juliana with a gentler gaze.

"Relax, no one here can hurt you."

Juliana, having achieved her aim, let go and put down the knife.

Lily collapsed at George’s feet, weeping bitterly.

Juliana, exhausted, clutched the undone collar of her shirt.

She wanted to cry too, but she couldn’t shed a tear at this moment.

Evan Grant, full of heartache, took a few steps closer to embrace her.

But Juliana suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.

The air in the room froze, so silent a pin drop could be heard.

Juliana, with reddened eyes, pointed at him, "Your fondness for Stella Grant gives her mother confidence. She insults me time and again and only receives slight rebukes, while I’m the one nearly humiliated, my reputation in tatters. Apart from a few light comforts, what have you ever done for me?"

Juliana took a deep breath, fighting back the tears threatening to spill.

"Evan Grant, I’ve had enough of your hypocrisy and deceit!"

Evan Grant’s eyes chilled with a frosty glare, but he didn’t retaliate even after she finished speaking.

His expression was dark and cold, "Ethan, don’t let any of the intruders at Platinum Bay get away today."

Everyone knew Evan Grant’s actions were bloodless, but he’d make his opponent wish for death.

In the living room, cries for mercy erupted.

Ethan Carter took away those troublemakers for handling, Evan Grant looked at Juliana, "Are you satisfied now?"

He never knew what he truly wanted.

Juliana sneered, "I’ll give you two choices: either sever ties with Stella Grant or we part ways for good."

This was his last chance.

But Evan Grant’s voice was cold, his gaze even colder.

"I never take option questions."

Juliana, heartbroken, turned her gaze to the old lady.

"You once told me, if..."

"Juliana," Old Mrs. Grant interrupted her, "I’ll grant you an explanation."

When she finished, she looked at Lily.

George had already swiftly forgiven Lily, even holding her protectively in his arms.

Old Mrs. Grant was exasperated and heartbroken.

"From now on, whoever wants to bring Stella Grant back is the sinner of the Grant Family. From now on, there is no lady of the Grant Family."

George and Lily were shocked.

"Mom, Lily has been disfigured and received her lesson, you..."

"George, it’s you who’s infatuated with women. Whether you divorce or not is your matter, but I no longer recognize Lily as my daughter-in-law."

Actually, George understood that Old Mrs. Grant’s declaration was somewhat of a concession.

She never liked Lily, but for my sake, she tolerated Lily’s presence, yet his wife had gone too far this time.

He sighed, "I’ll make her change, just give me more time."

But Juliana could no longer accept Old Mrs. Grant’s reassuring support.

"Madam, I can’t ensure my survival every time I’m pushed to the edge..."

"Then what do you want from the Grant Family? Even if you’re justified, know when to stop."

"I’m not arguing about who’s right, I just want to..."

"Enough, knowing when to quit is wise. Look at how you’re dressed, hurry and change your clothes."

Old Mrs. Grant was unusually forceful, refusing to let her utter the word "divorce."