Rebirth Swapped Bride: Married to a Ruthless Cursed billionaire Book2 Chapter 56: Another woman in the house

"Is it possible that this woman is older than the man?

Could it really be to his taste!?"

Beauty tried to swallow her saliva, giving herself a shiver.

Next, Laura, dressed in a long white dress, got out of the car.

She styled her hair in a Korean bun, and followed behind the woman with her head held high and a confident stride.

Only then did Beauty realize that the older woman must be Laura and Lucas’s biological mother!

She quickly turned and headed towards the center of the garden.

It was evident from their looks that these two were no easy opponents - she couldn’t afford to provoke them, but could she hide from them?

"Hey, what’s that sneaky servant up to!"

Laura scoped Beauty with a swift glance and imdiately began cynically teasing.

Seeing Beauty, the woman promptly removed her sunglasses, revealing flawless, elastic skin.

She gave a haughty look towards Beauty, her face full of disdain and ridicule.

"Behold, the haughty mother and daughter pair!

They can’t possibly eat , can they!"

Beauty stood upright, took off her wide brimd sun hat, revealing her pale, swan-like neck.

Her ponytail swished back and forth.

"So you are that wild girl adopted by the old man!"

"Old man?"

Beauty was stunned for two seconds before she realized that the ’old man’ the woman was referring to was her grandfather. The man who had raised her like his own grandchild, and also Lucas’s grandfather.

So this woman wasn’t Lucas’s mother!

Who referred to their father as ’old man’!

"Madam!

Could you please be more respectful in your speech?

Don’t just keep calling him ’old man’.

Didn’t your parents teach you to respect the elderly and love the young when you were little?"

Never thought she would be recomnded by a child Emily eyebrows raised in anger, her eyelids lifting up to glare at her.

She coldly opened her mouth and said, "You’re indeed an ill-mannered wild girl, didn’t your mother teach you to show respect to your elders?"

"She’s just a presumptuous brat with no manners, and her mother probably died long ago.

How could anyone teach her anything?

She’s nothing more than a stray dog clinging to our Marson family!"

Laura sauntered toward Beauty.

Her lips pulled back in a beautiful grin as she tightly clung to her mother’s arm.

Beauty’s face frosted over with the maximum chill.

The one thing she had always hated from childhood was others bringing up her family and mother.

Yet, Laura kept pushing her boundaries again and again.

"Slap!"

Without thinking, she threw a slap at Laura’s face, causing her cheeks to turn bright red.

It looked like tears would soon fall from her eyes as they swirled around, her black eyes filled with sorrow.

Beauty lifted her chin, showing no emotion on her face.

Her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and she glared at Laura unflinchingly, showing no sign of backing down.

"My precious child, how dare you hit her!"

Emily was startled by Beauty’s sudden slap for a couple of seconds, but she quickly recovered.

With one swift move, she grabbed Beauty and slapped her twice.

She used all her strength, making Beauty’s ears ring from the impact.

Pain shot through the burning-hot cheek, and Beauty used her hand to touch her face.

She grabbed a handful of Emily clothes and pulled hard, tugging harshly at her fingertips while biting down on her slender arm.

Emily grimaced in pain, sweat dripping off her face.

In a scuffle, a shrewish woman might have an advantage, but she’s no match for a tomboy.

Beauty grew up amidst boys and often had the upper hand in fights.

Even boys who were taller than her could not triumph over her.

Though it had been a while since she fought, and so movents felt a bit unfamiliar, she was more than enough to handle a lady and a rich girl.

When she threw a tantrum, even she felt petrified.

Within a mont, she cast aside all traces of her ladylike deanor.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, the housekeeper and security guard rushed over to intervene, pulling Beauty off to the side.

Laura stood still, her eyes sowhat red and her face scratched.

Emily’s hair was pulled into a ss, looking like a madwoman, while Beauty’s composed deanor was alarmingly scary.

She neither wailed nor fussed, just coldly watched the mother-daughter duo, the slap marks on her face stinging.

As Emily cursed and fud, the servants around her imdiately offered her tea and took caution.

They were especially careful, afraid to upset her.

Beauty, with a stern face, entered from outside, and was stopped in her tracks by Emily while passing by her.

"I heard that Lucas has been trying to mold you this whole ti, but I guess you can’t change your lowly nature!

You’re still as wild as before, unlike our Laura.

She was born a rich lady, loved by her father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, and brother."

After saying this, Emily smirked.

Her hair was retied by a servant and she held a cup of coffee in her hand, loudly voicing.

"You’re right, I’m not as fortunate as her, having a complete family but at least I have basic manners.

I know how to respect those who love .

And you?"

Beauty straightened her back, looking up at Emily .

"It seems that the old man treats you well since you’re defending him.

But it’s a pity he can’t see or hear anything anymore, since he’s reduced to ashes."

These words made Beauty red-eyed completely.

For her, her father always lived in her heart, but today soone suddenly brought up this painful mory, which almost made her shed tears.

However, she managed to hold back her tears.

Emily instructed all the maids around her to retreat, and she pulled out a green cheque from her limited-edition Hers handbag and placed it on the table.

"What do you an by this?"

Beauty looked directly at her, with a still indifferent expression on her face.

For soone like her who hadn’t experienced much wealth, this cheque was nothing more than a piece of waste paper.

"This is a check, and you can fill in any amount you want.

Lucas’s father hopes you can move out of here as soon as possible.

Of course, we’ll help you with your departure procedures and send you to live abroad.

The amount on this check should more than take care of your food and clothing expenses abroad."

Emily handed the cheque to her, the expression on her face was as if she were bestowing charity upon a stray dog, her eyes hooking slightly upwards.

Beauty covered her lips, her laughter shaking like the blooming flowers, indeed, this was how the rich solve their problems.

She finally encountered these scenes from TV dramas and novels in her own life, and she had also beco the protagonist for once.

However, the difference was that the money spent on TV shows was for buying love, why would the Marson family want to spend this money!

In her mind, all the plots were that the male lead’s mother would give the female lead a cheque and haughtily say, "Stay away from my son, you two can’t be together, take this money."

It seems to be different in reality.

Laughing for a full minute, she noticed that her cheeks were close to cramping before she stopped laughing.

"Mrs. Marson, I don’t quite understand you and Mr. Marson’s intentions.

I am just a stranger adopted by Uncle Marson, why would the Marson family want to spend so much money to have leave?

Furthermore, I will naturally leave when I turn 23, isn’t this redundant?

Does the Marson family have so much money that it can’t be burned away, and want to help squander so?

If that’s the case..."

"You’re overthinking this, I feel that soone of your status is not fit to stay in our Marson family.

I know that Lucas has spent much money and effort on you, but he rely wishes to fulfill his grandfather’s final wish, it’s not related to you.

Take this money and leave the Marson family, I believe you will have a better life."

Mrs. Emily finished with a cold glance at Beauty.

Laura, who was standing on the side, chid in: "You jinx, best stay away from my brother!

He only has as his sister, don’t think just because he adopted you, you can beco a part of the Marson family.

Your last na is Hunter, mine is Marson; compared to , you fall far behind."

Only now did Beauty understand the aning behind the intentions of the mother and daughter from the Marson family.

They were worried that she would refuse to leave the Marson family, all these convoluted thods were ans to keep her from latching onto the Marson Family.

Afraid that Lucas Marson suddenly has one more sister and Laura will have to share the family’s wealth.

This is simply laughable!

Not to ntion that she herself doesn’t like the Marson family, and even if she wants to cling to the Marson family, Lucas Marson would have to agree.

This mother and daughter pair really think too highly of her.

"Sorry, though I also don’t like it here, and even more detest living under the sa roof with her.

But I have signed a contract with Uncle Marson, now I cannot leave here."

Beauty said this with a smile on her face, but her eyes were ice cold.

She is just a 19-year-old-just-adult, never would she exhaust herself trying to fathom other people’s minds.

And she definitely doesn’t have roundabout intentions like the mother and daughter from the Marson family, many tis they take a detour in talking she doesn’t understand.

With that, she headed upstairs, leaving Emily with a defiant figure.