CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90: THE TRUTH—WRONGING IVY SUMMERS, RACHEL SHAW KNEELS

Play the recording.

A voice from the phone, Ivy Summers: "You never really intended to die, did you?"

Following is Rachel Shaw’s sharp voice: "You’ve figured it out."

Ivy Summers: "You knew Damien Lancaster would come looking for me, and you deliberately went missing, so he would come find you. And there’s a fifty percent chance I would be brought along with him. You bet on that fifty percent and planned to wait on the Ferris wheel."

Rachel Shaw: "Not bad. Congratulations, you guessed it right."

"Ivy Summers, you should just die, shouldn’t you? Once you’re dead, I’ll be the only woman by Damien’s side. So, please, take pity on me for waiting for Damien all these years. Could you die for me?"

After listening to the recording, Rachel Shaw was pale, her eyes wide open, afraid to breathe, as fear consumed her mind.

Damien Lancaster’s handsome face also lost all warmth after listening to the recording.

"Damien, it’s not like that, it’s not like that..."

Rachel Shaw anxiously grabbed Damien Lancaster’s arm, only to hear Damien’s voice full of danger.

"You plotted to kill Ivy Summers, but ended up falling yourself. Ivy Summers saved you, and after you were saved, you turned and bit Ivy. Is that true?"

"It’s not... I didn’t... Damien, I didn’t..." Rachel Shaw cried with tears streaming down her face.

"Not true? Did I say something wrong, falsely accuse you? Alright, I’ll give you a chance to explain."

"I... I..." Rachel Shaw’s tears poured out desperately, but she couldn’t utter a single word.

"Can’t explain?" Ivy Summers’ cold gaze slowly settled on Rachel Shaw.

Unable to explain, and furious with embarrassment, Rachel Shaw propped up against the bed and got up, pointing at Ivy Summers as she approached, "Ivy Summers, it’s you, it’s you who falsely accused me, it’s you..."

Ivy Summers flicked away her pointing hand, "Falsely accused you? Rachel Shaw, ask anyone in this room, does anyone still believe you?"

Rachel Shaw instinctively looked towards the lawyer, assistant, Zachary Lancaster, and finally Damien Lancaster; faced with the iron-clad evidence, no one believed her.

Rachel Shaw was unwilling to admit it but had to face the reality.

The evidence was irrefutable, she had lost.

"Nothing to say?"

Ivy Summers glanced at the floor, raising an eyebrow, "Then fulfill your promise, kneel and apologize."

Rachel Shaw’s face was ashen. She gritted her teeth, "Even if I falsely accused you of this, what about the kidnapping? Did I falsely accuse you of that, Ivy Summers? Do you dare to say you didn’t do it?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare? I really didn’t do it. You claim I did it. Can you present any evidence?"

Evidence?

Rachel Shaw panicked again. Indeed, everything was just her word; no one had seen Ivy Summers kidnap her.

So where was the evidence?

Without evidence, how to convict Ivy Summers?

Seeing her silence, Ivy Summers spoke again, "No evidence? So you’re accusing me of kidnapping you based on imagination?"

"You!" Rachel Shaw gritted her teeth hard, "Ivy Summers, it was all your calculation."

Rachel Shaw finally realized.

From the moment Ivy Summers said she would come to kneel and apologize, she had begun plotting against her.

Ivy Summers had long had her cards ready, watching her foolishly find a lawyer to sue her.

The first two matters were easily overturned by Ivy Summers with evidence.

And in this last one, that man left no trace, and now she didn’t even have proof of her own kidnapping.

"Despicable!" Rachel Shaw ground her teeth fiercely, "You planned all of this."

"What did I plan? Didn’t you start all of this?" Ivy Summers didn’t say more to Rachel Shaw, "Alright, you lost; now it’s time to fulfill your promise. Kneel."

"Ivy Summers!" Rachel Shaw stared at her unwillingly, "Do you deserve for me to kneel to you?"

"Do I deserve it?" Ivy Summers chuckled lightly, "Try kneeling and see if I deserve it."

"Who dares!"

Phillip Shaw and Penelope Page, who had remained silent after seeing the evidence, could no longer hold back.

Phillip Shaw protected Rachel Shaw, "Rachel is my daughter from the Shaw Family, who dares make her kneel?"

"I dare!" A commanding voice rang out.

Old Master Lancaster entered from the doorway; his face was stern, with an imposing presence following him.

"Is your Shaw Family’s daughter so precious that my Lancaster Family’s granddaughter-in-law isn’t?"

"Old Master Lancaster?" Phillip Shaw frowned, not expecting Old Master Lancaster to come personally.

The old man’s gaze swept across everyone, finally settling on Phillip Shaw, "Phillip! Bullying and wronging my Lancaster Family’s granddaughter-in-law, do you take me for dead?"

Under his imposing presence, Phillip Shaw lowered his head, "I wouldn’t dare."

"Wouldn’t dare? Seems the Shaw Family dares quite a bit!"

With one remark, Old Master Lancaster made the three members of the Shaw Family tremble.

"Grandpa." Seeing Old Master Lancaster, Ivy Summers’ eyes grew moist.

She hadn’t expected the old man to personally come and support her.

The old man’s gaze turned a bit kinder towards Ivy Summers, "Ivy, don’t be afraid. Do what you need to do. Let’s see who dares to stop you."

Ivy Summers’ heart was filled with emotion. She didn’t waste further words with Rachel Shaw, speaking in an icy tone, "Rachel Shaw, don’t make me remind you for the third time."

Rachel Shaw’s face was ghostly pale, her body trembling. She didn’t know what to do, instinctively looking to Damien Lancaster for help.

Damien Lancaster’s expression was dark; his black eyes were filled with coldness, not showing any intention to stop it.

Turning to her own parents, Old Master Lancaster also gave them a glance, silently warning them not to interfere.

Phillip Shaw didn’t dare to offend the Lancaster Family, and though Penelope Page wanted to protect Rachel Shaw, she was pulled back by Phillip Shaw.

They understood clearly which was lighter and which was heavier between opposing the Lancaster Family and kneeling.

Rachel Shaw pleaded with them, "Mom and Dad, help me, help me..."

She couldn’t bear to kneel and apologize; it was too humiliating in front of so many people.

Phillip Shaw was silent for a long time, finally sighing heavily. He stepped forward to Rachel Shaw.

Rachel Shaw gazed at Phillip Shaw, feeling a bit more secure, knowing her parents usually pampered and protected her the most.

They wouldn’t abandon her or make her do such a humiliating thing as kneeling.

"Dad, take me home. I don’t want to stay here any longer, Dad..."

"Rachel." Phillip Shaw’s eyes were full of heartache.

Rachel Shaw clutched Phillip Shaw’s arm, "Dad, I know you won’t let me kneel, I..."

"Apologize by kneeling."

Before she could finish, Phillip Shaw’s words struck her like lightning.

Wha... what?

What had Rachel Shaw heard?

She couldn’t believe her eyes, staring wide.

Phillip Shaw actually told her to kneel and apologize to this bitch?

He actually told her to apologize to this bitch?

Kneel!

Rachel Shaw couldn’t believe what she was hearing; she shook her head desperately, "No, no, it’s not like this, you, you can’t do this to me!"

Rachel Shaw turned to run but was grabbed by Ivy Summers, who raised an eyebrow, "Where are you going?"

"Let me go! Ivy Summers, let me go!" Rachel Shaw struggled, but with one leg injured, how could she break free from Ivy Summers.

"I’ll ask you one last time, will you kneel?"

"Why should I kneel to you, this bitch?"

"Very well."

"Rachel!" Penelope Page shrieked.

Rachel Shaw was yanked forward by Ivy Summers, who kicked her sharply in the calf. Already unstable, Rachel Shaw fell to her knees before Ivy Summers.

"Ah!" A scream pierced the air.

Rachel Shaw only felt excruciating pain in her knees.

In front of so many people, kneeling before Ivy Summers, Rachel Shaw, who was brought up in privilege, had never faced such humiliation, so it wasn’t just the pain in her knees but also the shame that overwhelmed her.

She struggled to get up but was pushed down by Ivy Summers.

"Apologize!"

"Ivy Summers!" Rachel Shaw was trembling with fury.

Rage exploded in her mind. She clenched her teeth tightly.

All she kept thinking was that Ivy Summers must die. Must die!

"Seems you still refuse to repent."

"Phillip Shaw, what will you do if your daughter doesn’t admit her wrongdoings?" The old man, observing Ivy Summers’ handling of the matter with a pleased expression, asked quietly.

Phillip Shaw gritted his teeth. Old Master Lancaster was determined to support Ivy Summers today.

If the Shaw Family still wanted protection from the Lancaster Family, this apology had to be made sincerely.

Having no choice, Phillip Shaw struggled to make a decision. He stepped forward silently.

Rachel Shaw was tear-streaked, her eyes once again pleading for help from Phillip.

But what Phillip Shaw did next drove Rachel Shaw to the brink of despair.