My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Out of the Smith Family

Looking at the cold eyes of Alston and others, Molly panicked and trembled all over. “I, I really didn’t mean it. I was just curious and accidentally broke Mrs. Smith’s violin.”

“Curiosity?” Cynthia laughed and pointed to the scores scattered all over the floor behind her. “You also threw the scores. If you were just curious, why did you throw them that I carefully put away all over the floor.”

“You are deliberately taking revenge and venting your dissatisfaction.”

After Cynthia finished speaking, Molly was extremely flustered and stammered to explain. “No, no…”

“It was you!” A clear female voice suddenly came. They turned their heads and saw Joyce standing at the stairs, pointing at Molly angrily. “Mrs. Smith, she has been prying into Mr. Smith’s preferences and habits in detail since she came here. And she kept staring at the second floor in her spare time, trying to go up when

others didn’t notice. She failed because I kept my eyes on her.”

“You’re talking nonsense. I didn’t!” Molly sharply retorted.

Joyce’s face was flushed with anger. “We both know what was going on. You would have rolled on their bed if Mrs. Smith’s bedroom hadn’t been locked. You know Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith are in a good relationship, but you are trying to intervene in their marriage. You are really shameless.”

“Mrs. Smith, just because I warned her several times, she held a grudge against me. She broke your violin and

planted on me.”

Joyce felt very wronged. She was framed by Molly in such a short time. If Cynthia didn’t trust her, it would be

hard for her to vindicate herself.

When Cynthia thought of the scene of Molly rolling on their bed, she felt sick.

Molly was ashamed and indignant. She thought she had hidden well, but Joyce caught her in front of so many people. Not daring to look up, she just wanted to leave the Smith family..

“Since you don’t like me, I will go!” Molly glanced at them aggrievedly, trying to leave with her face covered. But Lorenz, standing at the door, blocked her way when she just got up.

“Mr. Green, what do you want?” Molly stepped back defensively and asked.

Lorenz lowered his head and smiled. “Will you just leave?”

Molly’s face changed when she heard that. “Why? Do you want to bully me? I am a weak woman. If you dare. to bully me, I will call the police. I will make everyone know how the presidents of Smith Group and Green Group pull rank on me.”

Cynthia burst out laughing when she heard it.

“Miss Jones. Shame on you. How could you say we bullied you? Look at the mess behind you, who was bullied? You can’t just go away after breaking my violin. You have to pay for it.”

Molly looked back, finding that the expensive scores were just messed up, not damaged. But the violin was completely useless. The strings were broken, and the body was smashed and damaged in several places.

“It’s just a violin. I’ll pay for it. The lady of the rich Smith family is so stingy.”

Molly snorted coldly and wanted someone to get her bank card in her room.

Cynthia winked at Joyce, and Joyce immediately went downstairs to Molly’s room to get something.

After a while, she came over with Molly’s wallet.

Molly glanced at Joyce, snatched the wallet, and took out a card. It took her a long time to hand it to Cynthia. “Here is 20,000 dollars. It should be enough!”

Cynthia leaned in Alston’s arms and sneered. “Since you have learned the violin for a while, you should know something about Master Milo.”

Molly’s heart skipped a beat when she heard that. “Master Milo is a world–renowned violin maker. Why did

she mention him?”

She frowned and looked at Cynthia. “What does this have to do with Master Milo?”

Cynthia signaled her to have a look at the violin. “This is a specially customized version of Master Milo. How could 20 grand be enough?”

Molly was startled and ran over quickly, carefully picking up the violin on the ground. She saw Master Milo’s

unique mark on the violin, with her hands trembling.

“It’s fake. How could Master Milo customize the violin for you?”

Molly couldn’t believe it and stubbornly thought Cynthia wanted to deceive her.

Cynthia raised her head and looked at Alston with a hint of gloom in her smile. “Could the gift Alston gave me