<b>Chapter </b>52


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    Ynda returned to Moonbay Estate, opened her wardrobe, and threw all her clothes out. When she saw the yellow nightgown, her face turned pale, and a wave of nausea surged up. She quickly pushed open the bathroom door and vomited into the sink.


    She had long suspected Charles was cheating, but she never expected him to humiliate her like this.


    The maid saw the pile of clothes by the door and worriedly asked, “Mrs. Sinir, do you want these clothes cleaned?”


    Ynda wiped the corner of her mouth and stared at herself in the mirror.


    She looked so disheveled–how foolish she had been before.


    She feared that everyone around Charles thought she was a fool.


    She took a deep breath, washed her face, and said, “Throw it all away. My shoes too, everything.”


    “But these are all expensive…”


    Ynda was very frugal. In the past, whenever Charles wanted to buy her new clothes, she refused them all, thinking a piece of clothing couldst at least three years.


    So she doesn’t have any new clothes.


    Saving money for him is simply the dumbest decision; there are plenty of women out there spending his


    money.


    “Throw them all away.”


    She even felt disgusted with the outfit she was wearing.


    Charles brings his mistress home, the servants must know well, yet they keep it so well hidden.


    Thinking about how well she’s treated every servant over the past two years, never harsh to any of them.


    If those servants overheard Charles with his mistress in the master bedroom, how would they see her, who knows nothing?


    They would definitely think she’s utterly foolish and utterly pitiful.


    Ynda’s lips were somewhat pale, her fingertips trembling slightly; she’s known Charles for fifteen years, yet it’s truly a mess.


    She held a fire inside her chest, not knowing how to vent it.


    By the time she came to her senses, she had already driven to the vi wheren lived.


    He opened the door and saw her standing outside, pale.


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    “Ms. Grant…”


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    He called out and stepped aside, “I just got back. Is something wrong?”


    As soon as he finished speaking, Ynda walked inside and mmed the door shut.


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    She lifted her foot and stepped on his chest for a moment, and he fell backward.


    His eyebrows slightly raised.


    After a few seconds, he slowly straightened up and grasped her ankle.


    “Here.”


    She wore straight–leg pants that made her legs look long and straight.


    She was just upset and wanted to take it out somewhere.


    She suddenly hesitated, realizing what she was doing.


    She quickly tried to pull her foot back.


    Her slender ankle was firmly held in ce.


    “Ms. Grant…”


    His voice was noticeably hoarse as he stared at her without blinking, his Adam’s apple moving.


    Ynda nced sideways and felt he looked like a dog.


    She forced herself to pull her leg back, suppressing the panic inside.


    He was still sitting on the ground, eyes red and swollen, looking somewhat pitiful.


    Ynda looked away without meeting his eyes, unsure what to say, until the ringtone broke the tense silence.


    She took a deep breath, quickly turned around, and pressed the answer button.


    It was a call from Mrs. Grant, Ynda’s mother, asking her to return to the Grant residence immediately.


    Feeling uneasy, she hurried to open the door but heardn say, “Does that mean you’re ignoring me?”


    He sat on the floor, cheeks flushed, even his neck held a slight blush; his hair fell loosely, exuding a seductive


    charm.


    “I’m busy right now.”


    “Ynda, you’re acting like a heartless woman.


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    Ynda stood rooted at the doorway, thinking how her behavior wasn’t much different from Charles’s.


    “1…”


    She didn’t know what to say and, in a panic, blurted out, “Let’s talk another day.”


    She didn’t dare look at him. When she got in the car, she still felt that strange sensation under her feet.


    She took a deep breath, stopped overthinking, and drove toward the Grant residence.


    Her intuition told her that something had happened at the Grant residence as well.


    She hateding to the old house, afraid of the ancestral hall where people were punished by kneeling, and also scared of entering the dark, pitch–ck rooms.


    When she finally entered the main hall, she saw Lily kneeling in the center, trembling all over, looking like she had just been released from the dark room.


    Anyone locked inside there for a few days would be shaken.


    The room was pitch ck, pitch silent, and filled with a terror like being swallowed by a monster at any


    moment.


    Ynda quietly sat down nearby.


    Lily Grant was the eldest daughter of Colton Grant. Years ago, she married into the Lawson residence.


    Ynda knew beforehand that Dominic had a tendency for domestic violence, but the Lawson residence was powerful, ranking among the top ten elite families in Beloris.


    When Lily married in, Samuel had not yet been born, and the Grant residence was in decline.


    The Grant family seemed cursed; only one male was born per generation.


    The previous generation was Ynda’s nominal father.


    Her generation was Samuel.


    Lily knelt on the ground, her forehead hitting the floor repeatedly with a pounding sound. “Dad, I beg you, please let me divorce. Let me divorce. I’m begging you–I really can’t take it anymore.”


    Her cries echoed through the entire hall, but no one responded.


    Ynda knew that Lily was the disgrace of the Grant residence because after almost thirty years of marriage,


    she had no children.


    Lily’s forehead was bleeding from the impact, and she was trembling like a leaf.


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    The living room door was kicked open rudely by someone.


    This is Lily’s husband.


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    The man mmed a pile of photos onto the coffee table. They showed Lily cheating with someone–the bodyguard from the Lawson residence.


    Colton’s expression changed instantly; he was so furious he nearly fainted.


    The rest of the Grant family also looked very upset.


    Dominic enjoyed seeing the Grant family embarrassed, then he kicked Lily over. “When you married, it was your family who said if a woman ever cheats, I could deal with her however I want.”


    Lily coughed up blood from the kick, then knelt upright. “Dad, please let me get a divorce. I don’t love this man. I really don’t.”


    Dominic grabbed her hair and said to Colton, “I’ll take her back first. Dad, sorry to disturb you tonight, but I won’t divorce her. I won’t let this slut go.”


    Actually, the rtionship between the Lawson residence and the Grant residence isn’t bad. Years ago, the Grant family got some resources from the Lawsons that helped them survive.


    Now Samuel is the new head of the Grant family, butpared to the Lawsons, they are still at a disadvantage.


    Lily’s face was covered in blood, dragged away by the hair, screaming all along the way.


    Within half an hour, photos of her with the bodyguard circted all over the group chats.


    To take revenge for her affair, the men of the Lawson residence even had a group of homeless men abuse her, recording the video and maliciously spreading it in these circles.


    In less than three hours, Lily became the subject of gossip.


    Ynda’s palms were sweaty; she felt unable to eat at the Grant residence, and the atmosphere during dinner was heavy.


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