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Quincey could not help but go back to slap her in the face.
Slap!
It was such a hard slap.
“Bitch, how dare you say that the child belongs to the Hoffman family when you hooked up with others out there and got fired? Let me tell you. Not any bastard can be a part of the Hoffman family!” Quincey chided.
After saying this in public, Quincey left with her head held high.
Initially, she did not want to acknowledge Samson’s identity. Now it was even more impossible for her to do so after seeing the comments on the internet.
Presley’s departure had shown that he would not relent easily.
Rosalie quivered and looked at the trending topic on the internet. It seemed like everyone present had seen it.
Her face had turned completely pale. She looked anxious and went to look for Anthony.
Of course, Anthony knew that. His gaze was sharp and icy. As he stared at her, his expression turned ice–cold.
“The child isn’t his son, right?” Anthony questioned.
His tone was deep and serious, and he deliberately lowered his voice. The crease between his eyebrows was a sign of him holding back his anger.
Rosalie had been a mistress in the dance troupe for three years. She knew Austin later and got pregnant before she met him.
Anthony’s expression turned frosty. He furrowed his brows, his face gloomy and indifferent.
Rosalie shook her head and could not help crying. She looked pitiful and nervous.
“No, the child is a part of the Hoffman family. Arden Dance Group was bought to accuse me deliberately. I was framed. I didn’t destroy someone’s family!” she explained.
She looked around in the crowd and suddenly saw a person leisurely watching a good show. Her expression immediately
froze.
Anger and anxiety continued to surge vigorously in her blood.
Rosalis
grabbed her phone tightly. From a false alarm to having the scandal exposed, she had experienced the most exciting day of her life.
She did not believe that all these were just coincidences.
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Someone must have been adding fuel to the fire behind this.
Of all these people, Genevieve was most likely the one who did so.
Rosalie shot Genevieve a fierce glance. The latter looked just like she was there to watch a good show, looking at Rosalle as she lost those things that meant a lot to her, little by little.
Rosalie picked up the wine glass next to her and staggered toward Genevieve in the crowd aggressively.
The crowd dispersed, and Genevieve stood there, smiling.
Rosalle took that as a form of provocation.
“Genevieve, you set me up. Go to hell!” Rosalie called out.
She raised the glass in her hand and was about to throw it at force.
Genevieve with all
The next instant, before Rosalie could throw the glass over, Jeffrey, who stood beside her, kicked her calf.
Rosalie felt the pain and instantly knelt on the ground. Her face turned pale with pain, and she grunted miserably.
Seeing
this, the people around could not help but take a step back.
No one went forward to help her up.
The mother of the eldest grandson of the Hoffman family, who was envied by everyone, suddenly became the public
enemy.
Everything happened in just half an hour.
Genevieve slowly walked up to Rosalie with a faint smile. She squatted down slowly and said in a mocking voice, “Ms. Stewart, your own scandal was exposed. Why are you venting your anger on me then? Do you feel sorry that you can no longer be the lady of the Hoffman family?”
Genevieve’s tone was extremely icy and indifferent.
Rosalie glared at her angrily with resentment and fear in her eyes. “It’s you who bought off Arden Dance Group!”
Genevieve curled her lips into a smile as she stood up. She could not hide the contempt in her gaze. “How could I possibly buy off such a famous dance troupe? Ms. Stewart, it was you who took advantage of the reputation, and they thought you would taint their image!”
She did not deliberately lower her voice, so everyone could hear her.
Rosalie’s expression changed drastically, and her eyes were bloodshot and ferocious. She rushed toward Genevieve abruptly, but the latter reacted way faster.
Genevieve calmly took a step back, and Rosalie fell to the ground again, looking extremely awful.
At the same time, Anthony finally could not hold it back any longer and stood forward. Exuding a sense of intimidating
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coldness, he pulled her up from the ground and threw her to the security guard next to him without much mercy..
“Take her away,” he ordered.
His tone was low and impatient.
Especially when he saw how Rosalie was targeting Genevieve, but the latter seemed unbothered. He felt a strange feeling stirring up within him.
He had been deceived and had nowhere to vent his anger. The veins on his forehead were bulging as he suppressed his
emotions.
He did not expect Rosalie to have such a horrible private life.
He thought, What if Samson isn’t Austin’s son for real? Because of a child who isn’t even related to me, I divorced and lost my own child. Wouldn’t that be such a joke?‘
At the moment, he was overwhelmed with all kinds of emotions.
The people around them began to leave one after another.
Genevieve took Jeffrey’s arm and turned to leave.
At the door, Jeffrey was in a good mood, and he was bidding everyone goodbye.
Meanwhile, Genevieve waited patiently next to him.
Anthony caught up with her. The well–fitted suit complemented his tall and straight figure. He stared at her with his deep. eyes as he held back his feelings. Then he pursed his lips and asked, “Were you the one who did the DNA test?”
Genevieve arched an eyebrow, neither admitting nor denying.
“Mr. Hoffman, do you have any evidence?” asked Genevieve.
When Anthony saw that she did not deny it, the feelings he had been suppressing eased a little. His thin lips parted as he said, “Because you hate me, and because I still have a place in your heart.”
After saying that, he explained patiently, “Samson isn’t my child indeed. I only promised someone to take care of them, and I had no choice but to keep it a secret. Now that you know the truth, don’t you feel much better?”
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