Chapter 4 Confrontation

• Olympia stormed forward, her chest heaving in anger. She raised her hand high, aiming for Charmaine's face.
• But Charmaine didn't flinch. She lifted her hand and caught Olympia's in midair, stopping her strike.
• Olympia was stunned, clearly not expecting Charmaine to dare fight back. Her usual refined, dignified demeanor faltered, revealing her rage.
• "You wretch! I should've known! You've always harbored jealousy and consistently targeted Leah. You must have come to Leah's birthday party with ill intentions. But causing trouble once wasn't enough for you, was it? You went to such extreme lengths to carry out such a heinous deed and bring shame upon us all!"
• Charmaine's cold laugh echoed in response.
• Jealous?
• What did Leah have that was worth being jealous of?
• Her eyes darkened. Charmaine tightened her grip, shoving Olympia away.
• The once composed Olympia staggered back several steps. If it weren't for Leah supporting her, Olympia would have certainly fallen and embarrassed herself further.
• Leah shook her head. Her expression was filled with disappointment and sorrow as she gazed at Charmaine. "Chara, Mom cares about you; that's why she's acting this way. How could you push her?”
• She bit her lip, tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. Her voice trembled with sadness as she said, "I know you've always hated me. If leaving would make everyone happier, then I'll never show myself before you, Mom, Dad, or brothers ever again.”
• Seeing the scene unfold, a few remaining guests—who hadn't yet been asked to leave by the Nelsons—gasped.
• "She even laid hands on her own mother—how ungrateful! And look at Ms. Leah, so gentle, understanding, and gracious. That's what real upbringing looks like. Of course, it's because Mrs. Nelson personally raised her—she can't be compared to some child picked up off the streets.”
• "I heard she behaved the same when she was with the Reads. Couldn't be controlled at all, and even dropped out of school to elope with some thug.”
• "Right, right. I heard that too. She ran off to South Aspus. If the Nelsons hadn't gone looking for her, who knows if they'd ever have found her again? That place is such a mess. No way she could have come back clean.”
• "Gosh, a daughter like that isn't even worth bringing back. It's just bad luck. Ms. Leah alone would've been enough.”
• Despite the accusations swirling around her, Charmaine's expression remained indifferent, detached as if she were merely an observer to the drama unfolding before her.
• "Are you done?” she asked.
• Her gaze was dark. The small red mole beneath her eye added to her alluring beauty. There was a biting sarcasm in her tone. "Were any of you there to witness those incidents with your own eyes? Or did you just happen to be hiding under the bed, eavesdropping when I was supposedly messing around with this trash? You think you can destroy my reputation with baseless slander?”
• Milo sneered in disdain, "Those guys were in your bed, Charmaine. Who are you trying to fool?”
• Charmaine shot him a look and asked, "Oh, so you actually know you're a fool.”
• "You—!”
• Ignoring Milo's glare, Charmaine walked over to the bed. She leaned down and pressed her thumb hard between the man's upper lip and nose.
• The man jolted awake. When he saw the room full of people, he didn't seem the least bit embarrassed. Instead, he grinned smugly and said, "I knew it—Ms. Nelson certainly did well on bed.”
• Charmaine asked, "Which Ms. Nelson are you talking about?”
• "Well, obviously…”
• The man had been paid for the job. He only knew that the woman in the room was Ms. Nelson. He had no idea which one.
• He hadn't seen anyone when he entered, and he had already consumed the drugs given to him. The trio were unable to resist the drug effect and knocked each other out.
• Now, faced with two young women—one standing proudly beside him and the other shyly hiding behind—he glanced between them.
• Without hesitation, his lecherous gaze fixated on Leah. A sickening grin spread across his face. "Ms. Nelson, what's with the shyness? Weren't you just begging us to be rougher?”
• The room fell silent.
• Leah's expression changed immediately.
• Milo rushed forward and punched the man until his face was bruised and swollen. "Damn it! How dare you slander my sister! I'll kill you!”
• Alec, his face stern, ordered the security, "Take them to the police station. Find out exactly how they got in.”
• At this point, Olympia realized she had wrongly accused Charmaine.
• Her expression softened slightly, but her tone still carried an edge of reprimand. After all, Charmaine had humiliated her in front of everyone. She had already been disgraced.
• "What are you standing there for? Come back home with me.”
• Charmaine didn't move.
• Leah's complexion was pale. Her voice was weak as she apologized to Charmaine. "I was too impulsive and made everyone misunderstand you. I'm sorry.”
• Charmaine replied, "Leah, you claim that I hate you, but you stole my identity, my parents, and my brothers. You lived the life that should have been mine for eighteen years. You keep saying you'll leave, but your actions show otherwise and keep clinging to my family. Tell me, Leah, why shouldn't I hate you?”