Two young maids forcefully pressed Jasmine to her knees.
Zoe Monroe stood by, arms crossed.
Gia Grant was pulling Jasmine’s hair forcefully, making her head tilt backward.
Then ca a slap, harshly landing on Jasmine’s face.
"Bitch! It’s all your fault; today I totally lost face at school!"
"I didn’t even know you secretly went to the sa school as !"
"And not just any major, but the most renowned finance departnt at Ardis University, while I’m just in the least noticeable dia school."
"You’re just a maid who grew up in my house, yet you’re better than . Where should I hide my face?"
"Also, if the guy I fancy weren’t always giving cold looks and clinging to you like a dog, I wouldn’t have discovered your malicious intentions."
"What do you want? To have everyone in Ardis’s upper-class circle laughing at ?"
Jasmine’s mouth burst open instantly, and five fingerprint marks appeared on her face, with blood slowly dripping from the corner of her mouth.
She had often been humiliated and beaten by Gia since childhood.
But today, Jasmine no longer wanted to be passive as before.
She struggled to rise, her whole body filled with the fury of resistance: "Gia Grant, I’ll tell Old Madam Grant and Mr. Grant! Over the years, you’ve abused privately; you’re nothing but a vicious lunatic!"
"I’m not a slave, just a helper in your family. What right do you have to treat this way?"
Gia was about to explode with rage.
"What did you say?"
"You grew up eating and drinking well in our house, and now you’re actually rebelling—"
If Zoe Monroe hadn’t pretended to hold her back, she would have strangled Jasmine with her own hands.
Zoe Monroe: "Gia, why are you getting upset with such a lowly person?"
"To put it nicely, she is indeed a helper."
"But the truth is, she is indeed a slave of The Grant Family."
"Can she really ignore all the kindness she’s received over the years?"
"I heard even her father doesn’t care about her, so isn’t it easy for you to deal with her?"
Gia was already flustered with anger, lacking any decisive opinion at this mont.
Zoe Monroe gave a few pointers, and she imdiately asked: "Do you have any good ideas for dealing with her?"
Zoe Monroe replied lightly: "First, beat her up, so she can’t get out of bed for ten days or half a month. Teach her a lesson, how about that?"
Gia Grant: "No way! I can’t go back to school now; she caused all of this. Just beating her is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Zoe Monroe gently stroked Gia Grant’s back as if comfortingly, but her words were so vicious that Vivian Sinclair’s spine chilled.
"If that’s not satisfying enough, find so people to ss with her."
"Given her looks, I assu there’s no shortage of people at their school who already lust after her."
"Finally, take so photos, and spread the word that she’s just a servant slave, can she still stay at school?"
"And you don’t have to get involved; find soone to do it for you, so you can completely wash your hands clean later."
Upon hearing such a filthy trick, Gia was montarily stunned.
Isn’t it... too vicious?
But soon, her face filled with excitent.
"Yes, that’s possible."
"Your idea, although a bit vicious, indeed relieves frustration! And I can thoroughly deal with her!"
"Afterward, this bitch’s reputation at school will be ruined, and I’ll still be the respectable eldest lady of The Grant Family."
"As for her, unable to stay at school, the man I fancy will also realize what kind of person she truly is. Hahaha..."
Gia Grant laughed triumphantly, hands on her hips.
Zoe Monroe also smiled with satisfaction.
She looked at Jasmine with vicious eyes.
This worthless thing constantly calls Vivian Sinclair "Young Madam"!
Doesn’t she want to be Vivian Sinclair’s dog?
Then let her be a shaless little bitch!
Jasmine shook her head continuously with tears in her eyes, but her mouth had already been gagged.
Her eyes were full of despair, only able to look dead-heartedly at the two smug won in front of her.
Just then, a calm voice ca from behind the bushes: "Is that so?"
"Your plans are so loud, aren’t you afraid others will hear?"
Vivian Sinclair stepped out holding her phone.
She angrily charged ahead, pushing away the two maids holding Jasmine.
Then lifted her hand and slapped Gia Grant.
She turned and glared at Zoe Monroe: "Miss Monroe, I’ve heard you’re a gentle, kind, pure, and simple angel-like woman."
"But why did I hear you seem so skilled at knowing how to ruin a person?"
"If Austin Grant hears what you said, would he reevaluate what kind of person his first love truly is?"
Upon seeing Vivian Sinclair appear, Gia Grant and Zoe Monroe were already dumbfounded.
Now hearing her say this, a great fear spread within them!
However, Gia still had so angry defiance.
She covered her slapped face, glaring indignantly at Vivian Sinclair: "You actually dared to hit ?"
"Vivian Sinclair, who do you think you are?"
"Bitch! I’m going to take you on—"
Gia Grant poised to return the slap, but Jasmine, having gained freedom, struggled to get up and charged at her fiercely!
"Don’t touch the Young Madam!"
She knocked Gia Grant to the ground with a head-on collision.
Gia Grant clutched her abdon, crying out in pain.
"Jasmine Tanner, I won’t let you off—"
Jasmine’s eyes were red with anger, and she shouted unrestrainedly, "From now on, I won’t tolerate your misdeeds anymore!"
"Now that the Young Madam is pregnant with the future heir of The Grant Family, if anything happens, none of you will have a good ti!"
Zoe Monroe snapped out of it when she heard this and rushed over, flustered, to stop Gia Grant from getting up.
She anxiously glanced at Vivian Sinclair’s belly, after all, it was her own flesh and blood, and her real leverage to truly enter The Grant Family in the future, so she couldn’t let Vivian get hurt.
However, Vivian wanted to take advantage of her, and Zoe wasn’t willing to endure such humiliation!
"Mrs. Grant, even if Gia did sothing to Jasmine, you shouldn’t have hit her, right?"
"Considering you’re pregnant, I can stop Gia."
"But this matter isn’t sothing you can just speak nonsense about, spreading it out won’t make people believe it!"
Vivian raised the phone in her hand, "I’ve recorded everything."
"You can try to see what happens if you anger again."
These words completely panicked Gia Grant and Zoe Monroe.
"Vivian Sinclair, delete it for !"
Gia was the first to scream, pointing at the two maids standing aside helplessly, "Hurry up and grab the phone from her!"
This was evidence of her intent to harm others; how could she let Vivian keep it?
Vivian looked at those rushing over, and directly faced them, thrusting out her belly.
"If you have the guts, co and grab it!"
"It’d be best to grab it from before calling everyone over!"
Upon seeing this, Zoe couldn’t care about anything else and shouted in fear, "No way!"
"You cannot harm her belly!"
Gia looked at Zoe as if she were crazy.
"Whose side are you on?"
"If she loses the child, wouldn’t you be the happiest?"
Zoe cursed inwardly: Idiot!
She hurriedly covered Gia’s mouth and had to feign a change of attitude, "Gia, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"That’s your brother’s own flesh and blood! I’m innocent with President Grant; don’t try to drag into it anymore."
"I was just trying to help you. You must not continue down this wrong path."
"Mrs. Grant, what happened just now was just a misunderstanding, including what I said, which was only to calm Gia."
"Could you not spread those recordings? Or else both Gia and I will be ruined."
Zoe Monroe’s voice carried a hint of pleading, a humble bow she had to make to Vivian Sinclair under imnse humiliation.
Vivian helped Jasmine up, "You two are also worried about your lives being ruined."
"But when you ruin others’ lives, is that just their fate?"
"You better take care of yourselves!"
After saying this, Vivian left swiftly with Jasmine, just in ti to run into Austin Grant coming their way.
Upon seeing the disheveled Jasmine and Vivian’s furious expression, Austin quickly approached, "What happened?"
Vivian, unwilling to explain, simply threw down a line, "Ask your pure-hearted first love!"
She no longer cared about what they had to say.
In her heart, there was only one thought: to make them pay the price!
Vivian took Jasmine back to the room.
While applying dicine, Jasmine continued to comfort Vivian, "Young Madam, it’s okay. With you backing , and the recording you have, I believe they won’t dare to do anything to anymore."
"It’s good that it ca out now; from now on at school, I don’t have to hide from Gia Grant everywhere, or wear a mask when walking on the streets."
Vivian said, "You don’t need to worry about your father; I’ll have grandma talk to him, so at least he won’t force you to drop out."
A genuine smile appeared on Jasmine’s face.
However, Vivian didn’t tell her that, in truth, she didn’t have any recordings.
It was all just a bluff to scare those two.
The incident happened too quickly, she hadn’t had ti to start recording before rushing out.
Thinking back now, her response had been untily.
She should have brought Austin over right away.
However, she now had a bigger plan in mind.
"Jasmine, don’t worry."
"You are my person; the grievances and humiliation you suffered today won’t be in vain."
In the following days, perhaps out of fear that Vivian really had so recordings, Gia Grant and Zoe Monroe indeed behaved for a while.
At school, Jasmine experienced a peaceful atmosphere and wasn’t bothered.
As for Austin Grant, who knows what story Zoe and the others cooked up that day, but they didn’t approach Vivian about the matter.
However, after Austin Grant continuously pleased Old Madam Grant for several days, she finally approached Theodore Grant, allowing Austin to return to The Grants.
"After all, the company’s affairs are more important; how can we let these trivial matters affect and delay his career?"
"I see he knows his mistake; letting him manage both won’t pose a problem."
Theodore, sensing peace at ho recently, nodded in agreent.
Austin started getting busy with work again, deliberately keeping a distance from Zoe Monroe, and rarely talking alone in places below the second floor where Vivian might see them.
Vivian observed everything.
During this ti, except for a prenatal check-up, she didn’t leave the house again.
Soon, it was Zoe Monroe’s birthday.
Austin prepared an extravagant and lively birthday party for her at The Azure Palace Hotel, Ardis City’s largest and most luxurious hotel.
Their classmates, Austin’s close friends, Zoe Monroe’s friends, and many heirs and heiresses from Ardis’s wealthy families were invited to the party.
Even Vivian Sinclair received an invitation.
At the hotel entrance, just as Vivian was about to get out of the car, she received a call from Patrick Powell, "Boss, Zoe Monroe’s father is already near the hotel."
"Do you want to bring him inside first?"
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