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30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband novel Chapter 346

Swallowing hard, Damita suddenly realized she was trembling uncontrollably, her teeth chattering against each other.

Bryce looked at her and smirked, "Seems like you remember these guys pretty well, huh? Still can’t forget them?"

The more Bryce called her "Mom," the more terrified Damita became.

After all, even Erik didn't call her that! And Bryce had been ruthless, roughing her up so much that she spent the entire Christmas season popping pills just to get by.

Damita watched Bryce closely, her brows furrowed as she said, "Bryce, I don't know these people." She added, "Look, it's the middle of the night. Let me go home, please!"

"Don't know them? You had quite a reaction for someone who doesn't know them." Bryce continued, "But Damita, they remember you. They still do."

Damita shook her head desperately, "That's impossible, Bryce. I really don't know them. You must be mistaken."

Bryce didn't buy Damita's excuses, merely chuckling coldly, "Damita, 14 years ago, you arranged for these men to take Jesse. You wanted to harm Jesse, didn't you?"

"No, absolutely not, Bryce." Damita vehemently denied, shaking her head. "Did Erik say something to you?"

Before Bryce could reply, Damita pressed on, "Bryce, Jesse has never liked me or Mavis, you know that. She's just spouting nonsense to you, don't let her manipulate you."

Bryce sneered, "Jesse is my wife. Whose side do you think I'm on? And don't even try to say I'm framing you. You transferred money to them from your own account 14 years ago. You can't deny that."

Back then, Erik was too young to cause any major uproar, and girls usually try to hide and escape from such situations, not confessing openly. So, Damita didn't bother to hide it and used her own account to transfer the money to those men.

Even though that account was long closed, Bryce had still managed to track it down.

Estrella and Erik had never uncovered the truth, mainly because Erik didn't want to face that past event and didn't pursue an investigation. Just as Damita had thought, girls don't usually publicize such incidents.

But little did she know, 14 years later, Erik's husband would come digging up the past.

As Bryce showed her the evidence, Damita still stubbornly denied it, "Bryce, there has to be some misunderstanding. Just give me a little time, and I'll explain everything to you."

"Save your explanations," Bryce said. "I'm not one to overreact. Just giving back what was given seems fair."

Damita's face fell, "What do you mean, Bryce?"

At her age, what could Bryce possibly want to do to her?

Seeing Damita's defensiveness, Bryce laughed, "Damita, surely you don't think I brought you here to harm you? I wouldn't let you off that easily."

As he finished speaking, the TV screen switched to Melinda.

At that moment, Melinda's cheeks were flushed, she was writhing uncontrollably on the bed, desperately tearing at her clothes.

Seeing Melinda's image, Damita panicked, stumbling forward and falling in front of the TV, "Mavis, Mavis."

Then, turning to Bryce, she demanded, "Bryce, let Mavis go right now, or this isn't over."

Bryce sneered at Damita's panic, "Scared now, Damita?" He approached, grabbed her by the throat, lifting her from the ground, "You care about your daughter, but what about Jesse? Isn't she human too?"

Lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, Bryce lit a cigarette and said mockingly, "Damita, cut the act. You know exactly what kind of person your daughter is. She's slept with more men than I arranged for tonight."

"And how many kids has she aborted, huh?"

After learning about what happened to Erik 14 years ago, Bryce didn’t just investigate the truth; he also dug into Melinda and Damita.

Wow, the things he found out about Melinda's personal life were nothing short of scandalous. And it turned out she had been well-versed in group activities long before, choosing male models and fresh young men, basking in the treatment befitting a queen.

So this time, Bryce wasn't about to pull any punches with her. Her record was hooking up with three guys, but Bryce went all out and rounded up six for her, even thoughtfully including a couple of young studs in the mix. The rest? They were the same middle-aged men Damita had picked out years ago.

Bryce's sarcasm hit hard. Damita's eyes reddened as she glared at him. "Bryce, aren't you afraid of karma biting you back?"

Bryce just laughed. "Tonight is your karma from 14 years ago."

Damita was left speechless by Bryce's retort, with nothing to do but stare at him.

With a casual glance, Bryce signaled one of his subordinates, who promptly grabbed Damita by the hair, forcing her to keep her eyes on the TV screen.

On the screen, Melinda was completely lost in the moment, seemingly a pro at this kind of debauchery.

The next morning, Bryce, holding onto the video of Melinda's escapades from the night before, along with her past social and hookup history, and records of her sneaking off for surgeries at the hospital, summoned Justin over.

Watching Bryce lay all the evidence before him, Justin's hands started to shake uncontrollably; his whole body was trembling.

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