The Ellsworth family relatives below, who had been shouting insults and pointing fingers at me moments ago, now stared with wide eyes, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor in sheer terror.
"Mom?!"
The CEO of Hollis Group, worth hundreds of billions, was kneeling and calling a woman whom they had called an "old mistress" and "professional gold digger", a woman who had been drenched in wine, slapped, and chained to a pillar, "Mom!"
Maxene struggled to raise her head from the mess on the floor, her refined bridal makeup ruined, blood trickling from her forehead into her eyes.
"Hubby, how could she possibly be your mom! She barely looks a few years older than me!"
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to suppress the nausea caused by the rag stuffed in my mouth. Then I walked slowly
