Chapter 62
In the s p a c o s office, Stephanie and Julianna looked at each other.
Julianna gestured at Stephanie, who took the call and activated the recorder.
Matilda’s voice could be heard. “Stephanie, when will you let Flore out?”
“She is sick. It’s my responsibility to make sure she gets treated at a psychiatric hospital,” Stephanie answered.
“You’re recording, aren’t you? You do this every time! I dare you to turn off the recorder, yelled Matilda shrilly.
“I’m not going to do it just because you ask me to. That would be shameful,” answered Stephanie while stirring her coffee leisurely. It wasn’t sweet
enough.
so she added another sugar
“Austin’s appetite hasn’t been good these few days. What should we do, Stephanie?” asked Matilda suddenly.
Stephanie’s grip on the spoon tightened at Matilda’s words. “Aren’t you feeding him?”
Matilda clicked her tongue and rebuked, “What are you talking about? What kind of person I am in your eyes to mistreat an old ma
man? Austin was probably too worried about Flore’s condition at the hospital, so he ate and slept less. Well, he was just discharged due to brain damage. He still needs rest even though it was not severe.”
Matilda’s intentions were clear. She was telling Stephanie that as long as Florence was suffering at the hospital, she would ensure Austin suffered as well.
Matilda knew Stephanie would record for dirt based on her experience, so she trod with care.
Stephanie took a deep breath and said. “I will go to the police station to close the case now, so please treat Grandpa well.”
Matilda replied with a smile, “Of course, Austin is my in-law after all. So don’t worry. Be quick. I will go pick up Flore in a while.”
With that, Matilda hung up.
Julianna was fuming. “Stephie, what kind of mother is she? Why does she only care about that pretentious b i t c h? She even threatened you with Mr. Hayes. How shameless! What are you going to do if this continues!”
Stephanie took a sip of coffee and replied, “She won’t be smug for long.”
“So you have a plan?” asked Julianna with a raised eyebrow as she saw Stephanie’s composed expression.
Stephanie nodded. “I should probably get on with it fast though.”
Julianna was relieved after she saw the assurance in Stephanie.
Stephanie left the design studio and went to the police station to withdraw her case.
At the same time, Matilda went to the psychiatric ward. She saw Florence, who looked visibly thinner due to the distress over the last few days.
Matilda burst into tears. “Flore, what’s happened to you?”
According to the hospital, Florence wasn’t allowed any visitation to ensure proper treatment. It was a shock to see how she had suffered these few
Florence gritted her teeth in anger. “Stephanie the b i t c h must have conspired with the doctors to drug me. Mom, how can she do this to me? You cannot
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“Don’t worry. I know her weakness. We’re going to turn the tables this time!” Matilda sald viciously.
Sophia’s eyes lit up. “That’s great, I almost couldn’t take it anymore because of her. It’s her turn now!” she said, cackling.
“Just leave already! You are so noisy, you mad woman” Jodie, who was on the next bed, took a look at Florence and shouted.
Florence looked at Jodie fiercely. “You’re the one who is mad here! Stay where you are, Idiot.”
“Look at you. You will be here again, Jodie snorted.
Florence cried out, “No, I won’t!”
Matilda sensed that Florence was getting emotionally unstable, so she got Florence out in a hurry.
Once they were home, Florence took a shower with the help of a housekeeper. She hit and screamed at the housekeeper because she thought the housekeeper looked at her strangely. The housekeeper didn’t dare to react and endured this silently.
Florence then went to look for Matilda afterward to discuss how to deal with Stephanie.
“You have to hold onto Douglas. Then you can defeat Stephanie through Fantasy Boutique’s Summer Wear product launch!” said Matilda. “With that, you’ll rise to fame. Then you can make Stephanie hold a press conference to admit she was slandering you. Once you gain respect and regain your innocence, then you can get rid of Douglas.”
Florence knew she couldn’t defeat Stephanie. She held Matilda’s hand and said, “Mom, there is a way to kill two birds with one stone.”
“How so?” asked Matilda.
“Get Stephanie’s rough sketches. We will do the product launch before her. This will take her by surprise, and we can frame her for plagiarism,” said
Florence.
Matilda figured it was indeed a good idea. “Okay, let’s plan properly.”
“Mom, why are you nice only to me?” Florence asked what she had been meaning to ask.
Matilda figured since Florence asked, she could tell Florence.
Just as she was about to do so, the door was opened.
Horace looked at Florence lovingly and said. “You’re back! Please don’t be mad that I didn’t pick you up. I was busy with work.”
Florence held Horace’s arm and whined, “Of course not, Dad! You’re always so good to me.”
Horace comforted her and looked at Matilda. “Come with me to the study”
Matilda nodded and followed him to the study.
to tell her just now?” said Horace, sitting on his leather chair.
“Were you going to
Matilda leaned against the table and said, “I thought it was okay to tell her. She has to know sooner or later.”
“Florence is impulsive. If she blurted out anything, we could lose everything. The less people know about it, the better, alright?” said Horace concernedly
“Of course.” Matilda lifted her dress and sat on Horace. She unbuttoned her dress and said, “Honey, don’t you miss me? You’ve not touched me in a while.”
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Horace caressed her leg and said, “Of course I do. I was just not in the mood because of what that jinx, Stephanie did.
The door was not closed fully, Florence followed them and overheard the conversation.
Seems like they are hiding something big from me, mused Florence.
She closed the door quietly and left quickly.
She went back to her room and called Douglas. They agreed to meet at the mansion in the suburbs.
She changed into a s**y black slip dress and put on exquisite makeup before leaving.
At the mansion, she opened the room’s door and saw Douglas. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of red wine in his hand.
Florence walked in sensually with a smile. However, her smile froze when she saw the tools hanging on the wall.
Douglas drank up the wine and stood up. He held her waist and said, “You’ve lost a lot of weight. It feels different now.”
Haled her to the tools.
Florence was relieved. “So you like this kind of wild play now?”
Douglas didn’t answer. Instead, he kissed her and pushed her onto the bed.
“Douglas?” called Florence.
She looked at him in horror.
Soon, Florence’s miserable screams echoed through the mansio