When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 138

Leon immediately came to his wife’s defense. “Jolie’s image is different now. She needs to look the part. She can’t be seen wearing cheap clothes and carrying cheap bags. It would be embarrassing.”

“Exactly!” Pamela chimed in. “My daughter is about to become a star. Do you think she’ll forget you? You should be grateful you have the opportunity to contribute to her success!”

Artina was speechless. This old hag was the worst of them all.

“My mom is right,” Jolie added. “If it were Henrietta, she would have bought it for me in a heartbeat! I’ll just go ask her tomorrow! You’re so cheap. Pretending to be some rich heiress when you have no money. Henrietta is a real heiress. She started a company with billions and didn’t even blink. And here you are, crying over a few million.”

Artina felt like she was going to be sick with rage. She’d spent all this money on Jolie, only to be insulted for it.

Pamela piled on. “Matteo needs money, Jolie needs money—it’s all for the future of our family! And besides, isn’t this all your fault? If you hadn’t been clinging to Matteo, he would have reconciled with Henrietta by now instead of being torn between the two of you.”

She then turned to her son. “I told you, if you’re serious about winning her back, you can’t be half-hearted! Artina won’t even give you money. Break up with her and kick her out!”

Artina stared at Pamela. “Are you trying to burn the bridge after you’ve crossed it? I’ve done more than enough for your family, and this is how you treat me?”

“How much have you really done?” Pamela scoffed. “Henrietta did far more for him, and you don’t hear her complaining.”

Artina took a deep, shaky breath.

Jolie rolled her eyes. “Exactly. You should be grateful my brother hasn’t dumped you already.”

Finally, Matteo spoke, his eyes fixed on Artina. “We’re in the same boat now. If my life is miserable, so is yours.”

Artina took several deep breaths to steady herself. She had to endure this. “I don’t have that much on hand. Is one million okay?”

Matteo frowned in disgust. “What can I do with one million? Ask your family for it.”

“I haven’t asked my family for money since I started acting,” she said.

“That’s your problem! Ask them now. I need that management fee paid tonight. It will be a disaster if the property manager calls Henrietta!”

Defeated, Artina threw her fork down, her appetite gone. “Fine.” She stood up and went upstairs.

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