Julia wasn't listening to Consuela at all. Instead, she fixated her eyes on the phone screen with tears in her eyes as she watched Mandy's video.
"My daughter is a terrible girl, never behaving when she was a child. For the last two years, my health has been declining and I am unable to work. I thought that she would support me now that she is a celebrity, but..."
Mandy wiped her tears and continued, "I really can't stand her any more. I'm too old to discipline her. I am saying these things in public so that you can help me educate her. I can't let her harm anybody else."
"Mandy, is it true that Julia is involved in drug abuse?"
"Of course." Mandy nodded head firmly in response to the reporter. "She is my daughter and if she hadn't gone too far, then I wouldn't have cause such a scandal. When she was younger, she used to play with the hooligans and take drugs. I witnessed it with my own eyes."
"Then is it true that she has slept with many men?"
Mandy's eyes dimmed, but she eventually nodded. "Although I didn't see it, I believe this to be true. Ever since she entered the entertainment industry, I've seen different men coming over to pick her up. Every time she went out, she spent the entire night elsewhere. Whenever I asked about it, she got upset with me. She even hit me once.
I also have a record of her going to the hospital for an abortion. I really can't support myself anymore. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said anything..."
Julia clenched her fist, wondering why Mandy had to make up stories to slander her. The woman was supposed to be her mother, the closest person to her. Why would she slander her own daughter like that?
Julia was shaking with anger.
"Julia, don't be too sad. I will handle it for you." Consuela patted her shoulder to comfort her. She had been a broker for a long time and there was no doubt that she could handle this scandal. But Julia didn't listen to her.
Under her breath, she kept mumbling, "How could she do this? How could she do it to me?"
"Do you still have to guess?" Consuela frowned as she clenched her teeth. "It must have been Jean's idea. You've already gotten divorced, but she still doesn't want to let you go. She wants to destroy you!"
"I'm going to find her!" Julia roughly got off the bed. She wanted to make it clear that she couldn't let them continue slandering her like this.
"Calm down, Julia." Consuela hurriedly blocked Julia's path. "Are you really going out now? The front gate is swarming with reporters. If you go out now, you'll only be digging your own grave. Listen to me. Rest here for the next two days. I'll take care of this."
Julia sighed and looked at the phone screen. Her voice broke with anger as she asked, "Why did she do this to me? She's my mother."
"Don't be so sad." Consuela stroked Julia's hair to comfort her. "Think about it. If she really treated you like a daughter, then she wouldn't have forced you to give her ten million dollars.
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