NovelEnglishChapter 104
Over the phone, Bridget laughed with a carefree malice.
"What do | want? No surprise you can't see it, considering your mom's lowly background. How could someone
like her raise anything but a daughter who does nothing but seduce men? Shouldn't I, the future Mrs. Garcia, be
the one to set things right? So fond of stealing, huh? I'll show you how to spit it all out! Feeling sorry now? Bitch!
You got what you deserved!"
Bridget wished her words could morph into the sharpest blades, slicing Sylvia into pieces. The her right now bore
no resemblance to the calm and elegant beauty admired by the public.
Sylvia's voice was cold as she spoke, "All this talk, and you still haven't said what you actually want."
"It's simple. Quit working at Eloise's studio, and | promise to treat you and... your mom well."
As Bridget spoke, her freshly manicured nails clicked intentionally against the phone screen. Her tone was
dismissive yet threatening.
"Bridget, | won't agree to that."
"You won't understand until it's too late, will you? Just watch how your mom gets humiliated!"
Then ca series of pings.
Sylvia's phone lit up with photos from Bridget - her mother forced to kneel on the ground, being fed rotten
sandwiches, and Edwin dumped in a trash heap. But Bridget was cautious, retracting the photos shortly after
sending them.
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The imagery twisted Sylvia's heart in agony. She bit her lip, her eyes lowering to hide her turmoil, even her voice
was altered.
"Bridget, this is between us. You shouldn't drag my mom and Edwin into it. Edwin is Tristan Garcia's son, and
while my mom's background may be humble, she is recognized as Mrs. Naomi Garcia."
"She's been cautious and respectful in the Garcia family for years, never stepping out of line. You're not just
making things difficult for Rupert, you're also slapping Tristan and the Garcia family in the face."
Barely had she finished when Bridget's laughter boomed through the phone, mixed with Mrs. Simpson's scoffing.
"You really think that highly of yourself, don't you?"
Bridget's voice dripped with scorn.
"Sylvia, you're really out of options, huh? Resorting to those losers for a lecture! Remember, the Garcia family
will belong to Rupert, and through him, to me, the future Mrs. Garcia. What are those people to us?
Even Tristan will have to play by our rules!
If you don't want your mom and Edwin's photos to becthe talk of Kingstoria, you better behave."
Sylvia choked up, "Don't hurt my mom and Edwin. Please don't
they face anyone after that? What
spread those photos. How
about the Garcia family?"
"So what? Who's going to stop me? I'm Rupert's fiancée. Who would dare touch me?"
Bridget was smug. The thought of Rupert's intimate moments with Sylvia while she was left in the cold only
fueled her hatred. Why Sylvia?
She spitefully said, "Sylvia, stop resisting. You stand no chance against me."
Beep... beep... beep...
The call ended.
Sylvia stared at the phone screen, her eyes dim with despair.
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