Chapter 942


    “Mom, didn‘t you… divorce Dad because he was a drunk who abused you?” Jasmine‘s lips trembled as


    she asked. She never agreed to meet her biological father all these years because of that reason.


    She hated her father formitting domestic violence and ruining their happy life as a family of three.


    However, the video was telling her that the main reason for her parents‘ divorce was something else.


    Her mother had actually had an affair, so her father lost control of his emotions and hit her mother.


    Surveince at their home captured the scene of domestic violence before it was posted on the


    Inte. Therefore, her father became the main party at fault, and Jasmine never forgave him.


    “Mom, tell me right now. Is this video showing the truth?” Zhenny coldly said, “All of this happened


    about a decade ago. Is it necessary to exin it again? But you, Jasmine Yackley, I sent you abroad to


    study, but you became a social butterfly instead. Is this how you repay me for my hard work in training


    you? The remaining three minutes are all about your bad record in school!”


    Jasmine‘s face instantly turned pale. After her breakup with Flint, she let go of herself for a period of


    time. She would get a new boyfriend once every three days and always hang out in ces such as


    bars and nightclubs. She was pretty, so whenever she went to those ces, countless men would hit


    on her. If the man was handsome and very generous, she would sleep with the man.


    However, this ridiculous periodsted for less than two months. Why would someone dig up her dark


    past? Besides, the video was in high resolution. In thest few minutes, there were pictures of her


    drinking in the nightclub, clips of her flirting with me touching her buttocks and breasts. There was also


    footage of a few men carrying her to a hotel.


    If the five–minute video was exposed, theizens would criticize her mother and her!


    “Mom, don‘t ask me about all that. Hurry up and tell me who sent you this video!”


    Zhenny suppressed her anger and scrolled to the bottom of the email. There was a sentence at the


    end.


    [If one more person insults Adina Daugherty on the Inte in three hours, this video will be exposed.]


    “B*tch!” Zhenny nearly smashed her phone on the floor.


    Due to her big movements, the needle on the back of her hand got ripped out. Her blood shot out and


    sshed over Jasmine‘s face.


    “Mom, this is that b*tch, Adina‘s doing!” Jasmine wiped the blood off her face.


    “She‘s really doing everything she can to salvage the public‘s opinion! Mom, we can‘t do what she


    wants!”


    Zhenny became strangely calm. “Should we just wait for this video to be exposed?”


    Should she wait for her divorce that happened a decade ago to be exposed, for theizens to call her


    a sl*t, and for them to say “like mother, like daughter”?


    Should she wait until her reputation in Sea City waspletely ruined, until Jasmine lost all face, and


    until the two of them could no longer show their face in public again?


    The video was Zhenny‘s sore spot, and it left her with no other choice. She slowly closed her eyes.


    “Get ready for a live stream.” When Zhenny went online, the sharp–eyedizens started to summon


    their friends.


    [Hurry! Zhenny Jones is doing another live streamn. I guess she‘s trying to expose Adina‘s dark secrets


    again!]


    [I don‘t want to hear any dark secrets. I just want to know how Adina got acquainted with Duke, and I


    want her to give us some guidelines.]


    [You just need to look pretty. Losers like you should receive cosmetic surgery before you think about


    such things.]


    [Don‘t get distracted. Hurry up and see what Zhenny is about to say next.]


    When the live stream started, Zhenny‘splexion looked more haggard than before.


    [Adina really isn‘t human. This is her own aunt. How could she beat her?]


    [Adina didn‘t grow up in the Jones family, so she wouldn‘t have any affection for her own aunt. The two


    parties were probably fighting for the position of heir.]


    [There‘s no kinship in rich families. How pathetic and sad.]


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    “Hi, I am Zhenny Jones.” Zhenny‘s voice was hoarse, and she appeared drained. She softly said, “I‘m


    sorry for using up more public resources, but I would like to rify something in this live stream. This


    morning, I told you that my niece, Adina Daugherty, caused the injury on my face. But actually, it wasn‘t


    her…”


    [What?]


    [It wasn‘t Adina Daugherty?]


    [Who could it be?]