Chapter 32
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For five years, these people had never stopped insulting Olivia.
Under their scornful gaze, Olivia's heart raced, and her breath quickened.
She tightly held onto Jonathan's arm and hesitated at the entrance of the hall. "Jonathan, maybe we should go back. I'm afraid Ruby will be mocked by them."
Jonathan noticed Olivia's unease and spoke gently, "It's okay. Trust me. I'll protect you."
Olivia nodded, took a deep breath, and walked into the hall amidst all the whispers. The family of three headed for a quiet corner.
As they were about to sit down, a young man in a black suit approached and stopped Olivia. He bore a resemblance to Olivia. It was her half-brother, Chad Harrison!
"Olivia, what are you doing here with your little bastard? Have you forgotten everything? Grandpa hates her! Last time, he almost had to be hospitalized because of her. If he sees you here, he'll kick you out and even blame me, Mom, and Dad! I just got promoted to the position of deputy manager of the Harrison Group's marketing department! Don't drag me down!" Chad's tone was full of disdain and anger.
He then pointed at Ruby, who was hiding behind Jonathan, and glared viciously at Jonathan. "And who's he? A stepdad you found for your little bastard? Some hobo you picked up off the street? You're no longer a part of the Harrison family. What are you trying to prove here?
"Get out of here before Grandpa sees you. If you're here for money, forget it! Grandpa said no one from the Harrison family would help you. Even if you died, we wouldn't spend a penny for your funeral!" Chad spat at Olivia, his words laced with contempt.
Olivia didn't dare retort. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and shame. She had indeed embarrassed the Harrison family, so it was natural for Chad to hate her.
She bit her lip and said, "Chad, I have an invitation. Grandpa invited me." With that, she hurriedly pulled out an invitation from her cheap makeup bag and handed it to Chad.
However, Chad grabbed the invitation and tore it to pieces right before her eyes. "Invitation? You don't belong here, b***h! How could you have an invitation? Everyone is watching. If you weren't my half-sister, I would have had the guards throw you out. This is your last chance. Take them out of here! If Grandpa gets upset because of you, you'll be the one to pay."
Seeing the torn pieces of the invitation on the ground, Olivia burst into tears. She squatted down and frantically picked up the fragments. "This invitation is from Grandpa."
This invitation meant everything to Olivia.
For five years, she had faced endless humiliation and scorn. Now, finally, with this invitation, she had a key to go back home and attend Samuel's birthday banquet.
But Chad tore it to pieces right before her eyes. He had torn apart her long-held hope and shattered her image of home. Olivia was overwhelmed by a sense of despair.
Jonathan's face turned icy with anger. He bent down to help Olivia up.
Olivia struggled to free herself, crying, "Jonathan, let me go! This invitation is from Grandpa."
Jonathan held onto her wrist firmly. "I know. You won't lose your invitation."
Then, he glared at the arrogant Chad and yelled, "You, pick up the invitation and apologize to Olivia!"
Chad sneered, "Trash, what did you say? Pick it up? Who do you think you are to order me around? Olivia must be desperate to find a stepdad for that little bastard. Otherwise, a hobo like you would never have a chance to stand here. What a joke!"
Crack! Without saying a word, Jonathan suddenly grabbed Chad's raised arm, bent it with a slight force, and roared, "Olivia is my woman. I could kill you just for what you said about her and my daughter."
"Ah! My hand... It hurts. Let go!" Chad screamed, his body bent over in pain. His expensive suit was soaked with sweat.
But he still gritted his teeth and glared at Olivia. "Olivia, ask this hobo to let go of me, or I'll call for backup, and you'll all suffer. I'll have your little bastard beaten to death!"
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