Justice For Juniper (Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 172

Chaos Part II

“But not at the same time!”

“I want her out of here now.”

“Not until I expose her. She’s a whore!”

The murmurs were getting louder, and Juniper suddenly realizing why Kyst thought she’d be humiliated tonight and would be willing to run to him for comfort. She was feeling all eyes on her, and her cheeks were burning bright. Denise’s words seemed to be making more than a few people send judgmental glances her way.

“Denise, the morning after our wedding, I caught you stealing from my wallet while you were telling your friend on the phone how you’d married money. You quit your job. You refused to work. You were spending in excess of fifty thousand dollars a month. You were unwilling to reign it in. When your grandfather got sick, you extorted my family into making me marry you. I didn’t like you before we were forced to be engaged, but I learned to loathe you when I learned the kind of games you played. You were cheating on me before we said I do, and I proved it in court. You breached our prenup. Everything which has happened since then is because you’re nuts.” Phineas waved at the guards, “I want her out of here now.”

“Why does the slut get to stay but I need to leave?” she screamed as tears streamed down her face. She waved at the onlooking crowd, “does this seem fair to any of you? I’ve known this family my whole life and I get tossed aside but the bitch who made three best friends share a bed gets to stay?”

Adil wrapped his arms around Juniper and pulled her to his chest, “Phineas, get this bitch out of here now.”

Phineas looked at Juniper and his face set into hard angry lines, and he waved at the guards, “get her out now. My wife is miserable and it’s her fault.” He looked at Juniper, “sweetheart, ignore her shit. She’s had charges laid against her and she knows she’s going to jail for a long time and so she’s trying to take us down with her. We’re not letting it happen.”

“Juniper,” a man’s voice cut in.

“Kyst, you’re here. You made it.” Denise moved to grab him by the arm. “Tell them. The everyone how you treated her like she was a queen, and she left you for three men.”

“Who the fuck is this guy?” Phineas‘ grandfather called out.

“He’s the guy I had an affair with, Juniper’s husband Kyst.”

“Ex–husband. I received my divorce papers,” Juniper spoke up clearing her throat. “We’re divorced. You are crashing 38:31 birthday party, Kyst? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“It feels more a witch hunt.” Kyst spoke coldly, “Phineas, you’re letting her get railroaded like this and not doing anything about it?”

“Actually, Kyst,” Juniper gave a laugh, “you all played right into it.”

“Into what?” Suddenly Denise seemed confused.

“That man who walked you in, Denise, we told him to.” Phineas spoke up. “Kyst, take a look around this room. Most of these people are my family and my friends and the ones associated with my grandfather. The ones who aren’t, take a look around, Kyst. Take a good hard look at the faces you might recognize.‘

“I don’t recognize any of them,” he commented curiously and then his eyes met the woman who’d thrown coffee at him. “What is this?”

Suddenly the music was stopped and the very clear

conversation from Kyst and his father from the prior Monday was being played from every speaker. Lois‘ legs buckled as she reached for Kyst who raced to hold her up.

“Jesus Christ, Juniper, you’d hurt my mom like this?” Kyst looked at her in stunned shock.

“You don’t leave me any choice, Kyst. Your entire family continues to harass me, over and over again. Now, for all the world to hear, this is a small drop in the ocean of the information I gathered about you. Leave this party and leave my life and don’t ever come back.” She looked at Carl, “that

USB has the proof of all your affairs over the years, including 31 576 the one you had with my aunt. Lois, I suggest you get a good divorce lawyer.”

Lois was pale, her lips trembling as Carl’s voice was on repeat telling her son how she was not worth more than good head. “How could you?”

“Lois, honey,” he tried to approach her, but she held her hand up.

“Kyst get me out of here. I don’t feel well.” Lois whispered clutching at him.

Juniper, you went too far with this,” Kyst glared at her.

“Did I or have I finally made my point? I think you and your family are scum. I am making it incredibly clear we will never get together again. I hate you. I hate him,” she pointed at Carl, “and we’re done. Stay away or next time,” her words fell away as a loud bang echoed through the room, followed by screaming. She looked in horror as one of the women Kyst had led on fired a gun and shot him in the chest.