Chapter 45 Humiliation


    Seeing that J was dead serious, the maid went into the house and told Fiona about what J


    had said.


    "Did she really say that?" Fiona was enjoying her strawberries. Her hand stilled when she heard


    that. Her gentle face reddened with rage.


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    She looked at Bernie, who was sitting next to her. "J has gone too far. How could she talk to her


    parents this way? After all, we adopted her. Although she is not close to us, I wish she at least


    showed us some gratitude for the things we have done for her. Do you remember what I said back


    then? Your parents insisted on letting us adopt her. It was unnecessary, wasn''t it? Look at what


    trouble it has brought us. Now, she is ckmailing us. What do you think we should do?"


    The memories of the past made Fiona hate J even more. She pulled a tissue from the box and


    wiped her tears.


    Seeing Fiona cry again, Bernie shook his head helplessly. "No, J is not that kind of a person.


    She would never do that. It was all your fault. Why didn''t you just give her the money as promised?


    None of this would have happened if you hadn''t gone back on your word."


    Fiona dramatically cupped her face and wailed loudly. "Jocelyn is our biological daughter — our


    flesh and blood. Doesn''t she need money to live on in the future? We have raised J all these


    years, and for what? Her marriage with Ethan is a way of repaying us for raising her all these years.


    It seems fair. Why is she stilling here and making trouble?"


    On the one hand, she was resentful, and on the other hand, she was terrified that J would


    reveal the secret that she had married Ethan as Jocelyn''s substitute.


    Jocelyn was Fiona''s precious daughter -- the true heir of the Lind family. She was far superior to an


    adopted child like J. If Ethan knew that he wasn''t married to Jocelyn, he would undoubtedly


    make trouble.


    Fiona had met Ethan -- the man looked cruel. Judging from his appearance, she knew he was not


    someone to be trifled with. Moreover, he had the strong support of the Lester family. Although Ethan


    was just an illegitimate son of the Lester family, the Lind family still couldn''t afford to offend him.


    Bernie picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea. His face darkened. "J just wants


    money. How about we give her some money to calm her down. It''s not like we don''t have any."


    Fiona wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and the jade bracelet on her wrist jingled. She


    looked at him and reluctantly nodded.


    She was unwilling to give J even a penny. Her heart sank at the thought of giving her money.


    Fiona went upstairs with her phone. In a fit of anger, she called J. "J! You''ve gone too far


    this time. Are you going to fall out with your family for money? We have raised you all these years.


    How could you turn into such a selfish woman? Are you really going to force your parents this way?"


    She scolded J, venting out the resentment that had umted in her heart over the years.


    J had be immune to Fiona''s hatred and maltreatment. "Where is the money?" she asked


    coldly. If you don''t give it to me, I''ll tell the truth to Ethan right away."


    Fiona''s anger reached its peak. She tried her best to control herself and said, "We have tried our


    best to raise money for you. I don''t have money. I''ll ask the maid to give you some thingster. You


    can use them to meet your expenses."


    J was standing at the door of the Lind family''s vi. After a while, the maid came out with


    several bags and threw them at her.


    "Take these and get out!"


    The door of the vi mmed shut.


    Squatting on the ground, J rummaged through the bags. Inside were old-fashioned, outdated


    jewelry, used expensive clothes, and second-hand bags.


    "Are you collecting scraps? There are a few paper boxes in our house. You can take them too." The


    woman living next door nced at J as she entered her house.


    "No, thank you." J smiled bitterly.


    Fiona didn''t want to give her money, so she insulted her by treating her like a beggar.


    J picked up the bags and slowly walked out of the vi.


    It wasn''t the first time Fiona had humiliated her. She could sell these second-hand goods and get


    money. It was better than going home empty-handed.


    However, even so, the money would probably be less than one-fifth the fee for Hannah''s liver


    transnt operation.