Chapter 851 - 845: Mom and Dad Are Here 4

Chapter 851: Chapter 845: Mom and Dad Are Here 4

Whitney Lynch looked at him in confusion, let out a light laugh, as if she didn’t care at all, raised her brows slightly and asked, "What charge?"

Sean Thorne clenched both hands into fists and said coldly, "Tiana was brought back by you. She can sue you. You will go to prison."

Whitney Lynch was completely unmoved, instead she laughed again: "The second point is nothing but a trumped-up charge you people pinned on me. Back then, I thought that child was Cynthia Morgan’s. She couldn’t bear to see me in such pain from losing my daughter, and because she had no means to raise a child, she gave her own daughter to me. I’ve raised her all these years—what exactly did I do wrong?"

Hearing that, May Sloane finally couldn’t help cursing: "Whitney, you’re disgusting. You clearly used Tiana to cover up your crimes—how can you twist the facts like this?"

Whitney Lynch had already torn all pretense with everyone; at this moment she wasn’t afraid in the slightest. She looked at May Sloane and showed a pure, harmless smile.

"Miss Sloane, you don’t know how pitiful Cynthia Morgan was back then, crying as she begged me to help raise her child. I was moved by compassion and raised her daughter. How was I supposed to know that Tiana Thorne wasn’t her daughter? In the end, it’s only because I was too kind. Now that I’ve raised her to adulthood, I get bitten back instead."

"You, you you you..."

May Sloane was so angry she stomped her foot.

She had never seen such a shameless woman, turning black into white with a full set of rhetoric. If someone who didn’t know the truth heard this, they might actually believe it.

After all, Cynthia Morgan was already dead.

So Whitney Lynch justifiably shoved all the blame onto Cynthia Morgan; after all, the dead can never open their mouths, can they?

She finally understood how terrifying it is when a dead person can’t testify.

Sean Thorne looked at her face at this very moment and couldn’t have dreamed that Whitney’s heart was this filthy. Even now she was still trying to exonerate herself, saying such infuriating things.

"Before Cynthia Morgan died, she already confessed everything clearly. You think you can get away?"

"Sean Thorne, I already said it very clearly just now. I’m just a kind, ordinary woman who took care of her child. I know nothing about what went on behind the scenes. I just never expected that the daughter I raised with my own hands would, after acknowledging the Ford family, kick this mother aside and even smear me as being in cahoots with a woman like Cynthia Morgan, who is worse than a beast."

Tiana Thorne narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at her.

Sure enough, once a person becomes disgusting, they can find a hundred ways to get under your skin.

Aiden Shaw’s pupils were filled with a deep, icy emotion; his fingers tightened, and in that instant, a murderous intent surged in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing.

Whitney Lynch forced herself to stay calm and swept her gaze over the few people in the room. She knew that right now no one could convict her, so she acted even more wantonly: "You think just a few of your mouths can convict me? In court, they talk about evidence."

Bang—

Almost the moment Whitney’s words fell, the living room door was kicked open.

Everyone looked toward the doorway.

They saw two men standing at the entrance.

Tall and imposing, with noble bearing, their eyes as dark as a Shura’s.

They were Isaac Ford and Julian Ford.

Tiana Thorne hooked her lips into a smile, three parts playful, seven parts lazy.

Her brothers were here.

Looks like the real show is just getting started~

Whitney Lynch demanded angrily, "Who are you? Do you know that trespassing in a private residence is against the law?"

Whitney didn’t recognize the newcomers. When Georgia Thorne looked over, her pupils dilated as she cried out in disbelief, "Mr. TWO..."