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Hearing Lanny’s words, Glenda shivered but remained silent. He glanced at her with intensity and commanded,
“Cinto the room with me.” Lanny walked into a room first. Mabel pulled Glenda aside, whispering anxiously,
“Mom, once this is all over, you should divorce Dad.”
Glenda's eyes widened in disbelief. “Divorce him?”
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Mabel nodded firmly. “He’s bad-tempered. He hit you hard earlier. | saw it. It broke my heart. You'd be better off
without him.”
Glenda wrung her hands, her voice tinged with worry. “But what about after? I don’t have any money. How will |
manage?”
Lanny’s temper was notorious, and he often took his frustrations out on Glenda. Despite this, he compensated by
giving her a substantial allowance each month. With the money, Glenda could afford to purchase expensive
items daily, living a life of luxury. How could she maintain her lifestyle if she were to leave Lanny?
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Mabel noticed the concern in her mother’s eyes and said earnestly, “Mom, once I'm back in show business, I'll
have plenty of opportunities for ads and endorsements. | can help you financially if you need it.”
Glenda felt a flicker of temptation. Mabel’s potential earnings suggested a more comfortable life without Lanny.
Yet, a sudden thought halted her. Her expression softened into an awkward smile as she suggested, “Maybe we
should drop the idea of divorce for now. Your father and | are managing fine, and there really isn’t any pressing
need for us to separate.”
Mabel’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Mom, what's holding you back? What are you and Dad so scared of about
Jayden? Isn't Elyse your daughter and Jayden your son-in-law? Why does he intimidate you?”
Glenda found herself at a loss for words. Elyse was not actually their daughter, which complicated their
relationship with Jayden. “It’s not something for you to worry about. | need to discuss this with your father,” she
said, trying to soothe Mabel before she turned to enter the room.
Mabel exhaled a frustrated sigh as she watched her mother walk away. The gravity they placed on the situation
was baffling to her. Inside, Lanny caught Glenda’s nervous glance and mocked, “Scared now, are you? Why
weren't you scared when you supported Mabel yesterday? You directly defied Jayden’s orders. Do you want to
get us both killed?”
Glenda lacked confidence in her response. “We're okay, aren't we? Jayden didn’t do anything to us. Maybe
Mabel’s right. It was just a threat. He won't actually harm us.”
Lanny’s laughter was bitter. “Mabel is naive. Why are you acting just like her?” He pulled a pack of cigarettes
from his pocket, took one out, and inhaled deeply. “If Jayden were really lenient, would he have demanded we
wait outside his villa all night and apologize to Elyse? Is that how a son-in-law treats his parents-in-law?”
Glenda’s face tightened, the memory of Jayden’s menacing demeanor from the previous morning clouding her
expression. She snapped back to reality and asked anxiously, “What do we do now? Is Jayden actually going to
harm us?”
Lanny sneered. “So now you realize you've messed up, huh?”
Glenda’'s fear was palpable. “What should we do?”
“You've openly offended him. If things escalate as Mabel suggested, we'll have to rely on Elyse. She's our
daughter; she can’t just ignore this,” Lanny took another long drag of his cigarette and spoke calmly.
Glenda paused to consider and then voiced her concern. “What if she finds out one day that we're not her real
parents?”
“Don’t ever let her find out,” Lanny interjected sharply. A moment later, his expression changed as he
remembered something and narrowed his eyes. “Have you checked if that old woman is at the nursing home?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGlenda replied with a hint of embarrassment, “I went there, but | couldn't figure out a way to sneak in.”
“Useless,” Lanny’s eyes flashed angrily. “We can’t let her spill our secret to anyone else.”
Glenda trembled and nodded in agreement, overwhelmed by fear. That secret had to remain hidden; it was
known only to them.
Fresh from a shower, Elyse picked up her phone and dialed Darren's number. When Darren picked up, he inquired
casually, “What's up?”
“It’s about the surveillance footage. | want to go check it myself. Can | get in the monitoring room?” Elyse was
currently suspended and unsure if she could access the monitoring room.
Darren responded with concern, “You can get in, but it might be better if you didn’t. There are paparazzi outside
the building waiting for you. If you show up, they might follow you.”
Elyse felt frustrated. “Isn't there another way? I'm feeling anxious just sitting at home. I'd like to cover and
help you guys.”
After a moment's thought, Darren replied, “Okay, I'll work something out. Just letknow when you're about to
arrive, and I'll cout to meet you.”
Elyse nodded, her spirits lifted. “Alright, I'm leaving now.”
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