Mother-In-Law Slapped Me For My Husband's Fortune, But She Wasn't Ready For My Revenge
Previously: Vivian Beaumont, an icy matriarch, slapped her daughter-in-law, Liam, for her perceived greed. Little did she know, Liam held a secret that would shatter the Beaumont dynasty and her world.
The Price of Arrogance
The shallow depth of field on Liam’s cheek drew the eye, highlighting the individual pores that seemed to glow under the ambient light. Her lower lip trembled, a single tear escaping to trace a path down her skin, followed by another. The suppressed agony was palpable, a silent testament to the sting of the blow and the deeper wound of her mother-in-law's cruelty. Julian, unable to bear the sight, erupted from his seat. His heavy palms slammed onto the marble tabletop with a deafening crash, overturning a crystal glass. Dark red wine spread like a wound across the black stone. Veins bulged in his neck, his jaw clenched with lethal intensity as he glared at his mother.
Julian: "Don't you ever dare touch my wife again!"
Vivian flinched, a flicker of startled fear crossing her face as she retreated into her plush seat. Liam, her hand still pressed to her throbbing cheek, watched the scene unfold, her fingers trembling. Julian, his eyes blazing, reached for his briefcase. With a decisive movement, he unlatched it and pulled out a thick, embossed leather folder. He slammed it onto the wet marble directly in front of Vivian’s ringed fingers, his thumb aggressively jabbing at a specific clause. The implications were clear: this was no mere argument; it was a battle for control, and Julian was ready to fight dirty.
”The implications were clear: this was no mere argument; it was a battle for control, and Julian was ready to fight dirty.