Novel Full Chapter 2168 - 2177: In Today’s Society, Who Cares If a Girl Is Pure?
Chapter 2168: Chapter 2177: In Today’s Society, Who Cares If a Girl Is Pure?
"Mom, are you crazy? How can I borrow?"
"Doesn’t he like you? Just ask him directly for a loan."
Joanne Harrison refused without hesitation, "I won’t borrow! He has a wife; what does it mean for me to ask him for that much money?"
The middle-aged woman also felt embarrassed, weakly said, "Joanne, it’s just borrowing money, what’s the big deal? Aren’t you colleagues? Even if... even if, in today’s society, who cares if a girl is like that?"
Joanne Harrison widened her eyes in disbelief, almost unable to believe her ears.
Could not believe these words came from her own mother.
Did she even understand what she was saying?
Joanne Harrison fiercely shook off her hand, "I won’t go! I only have 4,500 dollars, take it or leave it. If it’s not enough, and they really won’t let him go, it’s his own fault! It’s a lesson for him, so he doesn’t continue to act like a three-year-old at over thirty, always expecting others to clean up his mess! I have no money, and I won’t borrow any, don’t even think about it!"
"You—" the middle-aged woman was so angry she couldn’t breathe properly, and spoke indiscriminately, "Why has your heart become so black? I never taught you like this. It’s like all the books you’ve read went to the dogs! That’s your biological brother, your real brother. What’s wrong with helping him this once? It won’t tear a piece of you away! If you don’t help him, your brother might not even survive! What about Dad and me? We’re counting on your brother to provide for us in old age. If anything happens to your brother, I’ll send you to the crematorium, and the four of us can just die together!"
Joanne Harrison didn’t expect her to say something like that.
At a loss for words for a moment.
The man on the beach lounge chair furrowed his brows tightly; he’d initially wanted those two noisy women behind him to leave already.
But hearing their emotionally charged argument reminded him more and more of someone—Enna Clark!
This was exactly what Jacob Clark did back then, using so-called familial love to corner Enna Clark, forcing her again and again to let Jasmine Clark off.
Enna Clark’s reaction back then was the same, both painful and numb, angry yet helpless.
Watching her made his heart go numb, wishing desperately to hide her away, so no one who might hurt her could ever approach.
Shi-t!
Why was he thinking about that woman again?
Baron Lawrence realized he had spaced out again, and after the person behind him, shaded by tree shadows, was silent for a long time, the argument started anew.
"Fine, if he dies, at least I’ll be free."
The middle-aged woman didn’t expect her to sound so cold, as if completely unafraid. Looking at her slightly reddened eyes, with an expression that seemed both disappointed and numb, her heart felt like it was pierced by a needle. She moved her lips, but her words turned into, "Joanne Harrison, will you help your brother or not? If you won’t ask... I’ll go ask your manager!"
Saying this, she indeed stepped forward to leave.
Joanne Harrison grabbed her in one quick motion, tears suddenly streamed down her face, as if she couldn’t endure anymore, she muttered in a low growl, "Are you trying to drive me to death? Fine, don’t go and beg, let’s go home, I’ll buy sleeping pills right away!"
"Don’t use death to scare me; if something happens to your brother, I won’t need you to buy them, I’ll buy them. We can all take them!"
Joanne Harrison’s vision had already blurred with tears; she didn’t want to cry, but hearing such cruel words made her feel cold, desperately cold, cold to the point she couldn’t take it anymore...
Just then—