Chapter 228


    hapter 228C


    It was Dorothy.


    She stood in a puddle of what looked disturbingly like blood, her white ankle boots soaked through, as she watched me halt the action of closing the doo


    That she found my address so quickly was rming.


    I frowned, “Whether it’s you or Margaret, you’d better check yourself into a hospital or better yet, go bother Bryant. Don’te here bothering me.”


    “Huh, cut the act!” She nced inside my


    house with disdain. I’ve done my homework. Without marrying Bryant, how could someone like you, with both parents gone and broke, afford such a


    She lifted her chin, exuding the kind of arrogance only the wealthy possess, in full disy.


    My patience wore thin, and I replied coldly, “Oh, what about you? If it weren’t for the luck of being adopted by the Myers family, would you even be here,


    Everyone could hit where it hurt. Dorothy shouldn’t expect me to y nice if she stepped on my toes.


    “Janel” Dorothy’s haughty demeanor instantly turned vicious. She raised her hand, intending to p me, but I pushed her away, ring at her foot nearly


    Fuming, she clenched her teeth, ring at me with hatred. “You’ll see. “Since you don’t want to take my advice or ept my good will, I’m done ying


    “You think sshing blood on someone’s doorstep is being nice?” I shot back sarcastically, “Ms. Myers, I really can’t match your level.”


    Dorothy snapped, “So, you insist on clinging to the Ferguson family, huh?”


    I retorted, “With Bryant’s capabilities, do you think I could refuse if he wanted a divorce?”


    I genuinely couldn’t understand why they were all troubling


    me. If anyone didn’t want me to have peace and refused a divorce, it was Bryant, not me. They feared Bryant too much and only dared to trouble me.


    Caught off guard by my retort, Dorothy suddenlyughed. “Fine, if you said that. Given the current troubles of the Ferguson Group, a marriage alliance w


    divorce, you better not cling on desperately.”


    “I won’t” I smiled, offering my sincerest blessings. “Then let me wish you a happy marriage


    and a quick addition to your family, maybe even twins or triplets.”


    With that, I moved to close the door.


    “You! Stop it!” Unexpectedly, even with my non–


    confrontational stance, Dorothy still wasn’t satisfied and arrogantly stopped me, gritting her teeth. “You think I can’t do anything to you? Yeah. Here’s Riv


    I was utterly baffled, giving her a cold look. “Are you crazy or something?”


    I had agreed, so what was she still venting about?


    Dorothy was momentarily


    stunned and realized what I implied, her eyes widening in fury. “Do you even know what standing the Myers family has? If I got into it with you, not even


    “Ms. Myars!” Suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the elevator. I turned to see Mark, in a sleek, matte, iron–gray suit, striding toward us.


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    That reminded me that he had mentioned he woulde by to bring me a gift. After the afternoon’s ordeal at the hospital, it slipped my mind.


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    Dorothy turned to him, slightly stunned. “What are you doing here?”


    Mark looked indifferent, his gaze fixed on Dorothy. “I’m here to drop off something for Jane. And you, what brings you here?”