My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Why Are You So Shameless?

Cynthia froze and looked at Jane straight.

She lived with her mother since she was a child. When she was twelve years old, her mother suddenly disappeared, and then the Miller family came and took her back. Only then did she know that she was the illegitimate daughter of the Miller family.

Ten years. Cynthia had been looking for her mother for ten years, but she still didn’t know where

her mother had gone.

They watched her look for her mother blindly for ten years, but now they told her that the Miller family had always controlled her mother.

The more she thought, the angrier she became. Her jaws are trembling slightly.

At this moment, Beck suddenly said, “Don’t worry, your mother is in a very safe place. She is ill and needs the Miller family to cover her medical expenses. I will let you see your mother if you promise to help the Miller family!”

Then he took a video of Cynthia’s mother accepting treatment in a hospital bed.

In Cynthia’s memory, her mother had always been a gentle and beautiful woman. Still, the woman in the video was thin and pale, lying silently on the hospital bed. Cynthia wouldn’t have recognized. the woman as her mother if it weren’t for the familiar outline.

Cynthia poked her fingers into her palms, a mixed feeling of sadness and anger constantly intertwining. “You knew where my mother was from the beginning, but you didn’t tell me. You knew she was seriously ill, but you still didn’t tell me. Did you try to threaten me by using her long ago?”

“Cynthia, I have no choice!” Beck pretended to sigh, full of pride in his eyes.

“The Smith family intends to terminate the cooperation with the Miller family. Our current profitable projects are all supported by the Smith family. The Miller family will not be far from bankruptcy if they suddenly terminate.”

“Cynthia, your mother can live until now, ascribed to the Miller family. If the Miller family goes bankrupt, not only will we suffer, but your mother will have to die. You are so smart that know how to choose!”

you should Cynthia lowered her head, clenched her fist tightly, and said after a long time, “OK, I’ll help!”

In the backyard of the Miller family, Alston leaned slightly against the wheelchair, looking up to the sky. He was not as stern and aggressive as before but was lazy and casual.

Cherry hid behind a big tree and stared at his handsome side face, looking almost obsessed with him.

She was delighted when she knew she was engaged to him, but the car accident ruined the engagement. If it weren’t for the accident, she should be the one who became Mrs. Smith, not that b*tch, Cynthia.

The more she thought about it, the more she got annoyed. Her fingers buckle on the bark, making a sound.

Alston frowned and looked at her sharply. “Who’s there?”

Seeing that she was found, Cherry carefully collected herself before she came out from behind the tree.

She pressed her lips and looked shy. “Alston, it’s me!”

“Alston?” Alston lowered his eyelids and tapped his fingers on the wheelchair handle. “I remember just now you called me ‘the disabled.””

Cherry’s face turned pale, and then she acted innocent and pitiful. “Alston, it was Cynthia who deliberately stimulated me, so I was out of line at the moment. You know I like you and want to marry you. If Cynthia hadn’t stepped in, your wife would have been me.”

As she spoke, she went close to Alston carefully and put her fingers towards his face.

A trace of disgust flashed over Alston’s eyes, and he turned the wheelchair to avoid her hand.