Margaret Tucker AKA Lord Reaper novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Abandoned and Ruined

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“Sir, it’s impossible,” the assistant replied. “I just checked-all those apps crashed. Even the companies can’t control their own systems right now…”

Jose cursed loudly, “Are they all useless? They can’t even manage their own apps?!”

The assistant’s voice suddenly shot up, panicked. “Sir, emergency! I just got word-Miller Group’s stock is plummeting!”

Jose’s face turned deathly pale. “That can’t be! What about Tucker Group?”

“As soon as this broke, Tucker Group released a statement,” the assistant replied. “They said Clara’s just an adopted orphan-no real ties to the Tuckers. They cut her off immediately.”

Matthew’s face darkened. He’d been counting on Edward to fix this mess.

And Clara-who’d been sobbing quietly with her head down-froze. A cold chill ran through her body. She shook with fear.

Edward just dumps me like this? What am I supposed to do now? Without his help, my reputation’s totally trashed. I’ll never make it into showbiz, ever.

Michelle was just as terrified and bitter. “Mom, you have to fix this! I’m gonna be a celebrity someday!”

She stood up and grabbed Jose’s hand, begging. “Jose, you have to help me!”

Jose didn’t even glance at her. His face was dark with anger. He shoved her hard. “Do you have any idea how much money our company’s gonna lose because of this mess?!”

This nationwide scandal was destroying the Miller Group’s image. Jose cared more about the business than anything else.

Michelle stumbled back and fell onto the couch. She snapped-her/face contorted with rage. She jumped up and started hitting Jose. “How dare you push me! I’ll beat your ass!”

Spoiled rotten her whole life, Michelle had a terrible temper. Even with her own brother, she threw fits.

Normally, Jose doted on his only sister-he let her get away with everything.

But right now, with the stock crashing, he was in no mood for her nonsense. Her hits only made him angrier.

Slap!

A loud smack echoed. “Quit acting like a child!” Jose roared.

Michelle clutched her face in disbelief. Her brother, who’d spoiled her rotten since childhood, had actually

hit her!

“You hit me?!” she wailed. “Dad hit me, and now you too?!”

She lost it, screaming and crying.

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Her face was swollen up like a balloon-total clown show.

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“Alright, stop crying, Michelle,” her mother cooed, pulling her into a hug. She stroked Michelle’s hair, heartbroken.

Gerald had finally calmed down a little. “Let’s go home. If we stay, reporters will swarm us any minute.”

As the Millers prepared to leave, Clara-who’d been staring blankly in the corner like a zombie-suddenly snapped back to life. She jumped up and grabbed Jose’s hand.

“Jose, please help me,” she whispered, her eyes filled with tears and love. Her voice trembled.

The Tuckers had dumped her. If she wanted to save her reputation and get into showbiz, only the Millers- could help.

She was confident Jose would come through.

They were gonna get engaged and she’d be his wife soon. So she was sure he would help her.

Clara put on her softest, most helpless expression, looking up at Jose with trust.

But Jose looked at her with pure disgust. He yanked his hand away, his voice cold. “Don’t touch me with those bloodstained hands. You’re disgusting.”

He’d never imagined this woman who seemed so kind and gentle was actually so cruel and twisted.

All those smiles she’d given him… how many were fake?

Clara stumbled backward like a broken kite, falling to the floor. The physical pain was nothing compared to the ache in her chest.

“Jose, no… you’re misunderstanding me!” she sobbed. “I’m not like that!”

Her body was trembling.

She’d loved Jose since she was a kid. Becoming his bride had been her biggest dream.

But his cold words and hateful gaze were like a knife, stabbing her heart raw. It hurt so bad she could barely breathe.

Something so important was slipping away from her-right out of her grasp!

That empty, hollow feeling made her feel terrified.

She scrambled to her feet, tears streaming down her face. She threw herself at Jose, clinging to his legs.

“Jose, listen to me! This is all Margaret’s trick! She’s franiing me-she’s the one behind all this!”

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