Chapter 3

However, after a few rings, a robotic voice came through:

"The number you have dialed is currently unavailable..."

Zhang froze and hastily tried again, but got the exact same result.

"Mr. Vance might be in a meeting..." Zhang stammered, trying to explain.

The woman pulled out her own phone, looking triumphant.

"Let me do it. Julian said that no matter how busy he is, he will always answer my calls immediately."

The call connected almost instantly.

The smug smile on her face broadened, and she even raised her eyebrows provocatively at my mother-in-law and me.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Julian's familiar voice came through the speaker.

Her voice instantly switched to a sickeningly sweet, whining pout:

"Julian, I ran into two crazy old women at the aquarium picking on me! Come over and back me up!"

"What? How dare they! Babe, hang tight. I'm cancelling the meeting and heading over right now. How dare anyone mess with my girl..."

Julian's doting yet furious reply pierced straight into my heart like a poisoned dagger.

My blood froze instantly.

My mother-in-law gripped my hand with a crushing force, shaking from head to toe.

She had lived a life of supreme grace and had never suffered such a humiliation—let alone one inflicted by the son she had raised with her own hands.

Unable to endure it any longer, she stepped forward and slapped the woman hard across the face.

"A cheap mistress daring to act so arrogant!"

The slap was loud and crisp. Carrying years of accumulated pride and sudden humiliation, it landed squarely on the woman's delicate cheek.

Time seemed to freeze.

The woman’s head snapped to the side, a bright red handprint blooming across her skin.

She clutched her cheek, her eyes widening in disbelief. The shock quickly morphed into pure, venomous malice.

"Good. Very good." She lightly rubbed her swelling cheek, glaring at my mother-in-law and me as if we were lambs waiting to be slaughtered. "You old hag, you dare hit me? Impersonating Mrs. Vance and daring to lay hands on me? Today, I’ll teach you what happens when you mess with me, Yoyo Lee!"

She spun around to Zhang, who was paralyzed with fear, and shrieked:

"Manager Zhang! What are you standing there for?! Grab this crazy bitch!"

Weighing Julian’s clear devotion to Yoyo Lee, Zhang made his calculation and ordered:

"Grab the old one!"

The words barely left his mouth before two security guards grabbed my mother-in-law from both sides.

"Let go of my mother-in-law!" My eyes burned red as I struggled frantically, but a third guard pinned me down with brutal force.

Yoyo Lee watched with cruel satisfaction. Rubbing her cheek, her eyes darted toward the deepest part of the aquarium, landing on the massive, central shark tank.

Through the thick glass, dark blue ripples reflected light, showing the massive, ominous shadows of sharks slowly patrolling the depths.

A far more sinister plan formed in her mind.

With a chilling smirk, she ordered the guards:

"Hang this old hag over the shark tank!"