Chapter 82
Chapter 82
“It depends on how sincere you kneel to me.” “Where?”
Ysabelle gave her an address. Half an hour later, they met in an alley. Meredith looked at the woman in bright-colored clothes, looking elegant and regal. However, her mind was filled with what that woman did to her in the past. Knowing how vicious that woman was, would she easily let her mother go? Meredith did not believe it.
However, to save her mother, she had to give it a try. Meredith bent her knees and knelt on the ground. “I’m sorry. I hope that you can forgive my mother. She’s old. I hope you can write her a pardon letter.”
Ysabelle looked at how lowly Meredith looked. She chuckled smugly, “Meredith Leighton. You’re still so useless. You’ve gone into hiding for three years and you’re still such a coward.”
Then, Ysabelle raised her hand and poured the iced tea that she bought a moment ago while passing by a dessert shop over Meredith’s head. The iced tea drizzled from Meredith’s head to the back of her neck, soaking her. She could not help but shudder due to the cold.
However, Meredith did not struggle. She merely closed her eyes and suffered. She thought that Ysabelle would feel better after pouring the iced tea on her, but she was wrong.
After Ysabelle poured the iced tea over her, she threw the empty cup to the floor fiercely and said, “Lick the tea off the floor clean!” Meredith was speechless. She was in pain and her body trembled. She raised her hand and wiped the iced tea off her face. She said calmly, “Ysabelle, you clearly know why my mother pushed you. I’m willing to apologize to you so that you could take it out on me and forgive my mother, but I hope you don’t push it!” “Forgive? Dream on!” Ysabelle sneered, “Meredith, you know how much I hate you and your useless mother. Do you think I’ll give up such a good opportunity and forgive your mother?” “Oh, it’s not impossible. I’ve already said just now unless you lick the tea off the
floor clean.” Ysabelle grabbed Meredith’s head and pushed it down toward the puddle of tea on the floor.” Lick it! If you don’t lick it, I’ll make sure you suffer!” Meredith pushed Ysabelle’s hand away with all her might. She said angrily, “Ysabelle, are you nuts?” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
“You’re the one, who is nuts.” Ysabelle took a step back and sneered, “You’re not going to lick, right? Then, just wait for your mother to go to prison. Let me remind you. Once your mother goes to prison, I don’t know if she could come out alive.”
Then, she bent down and said to Meredith’s ears, “You wait and see. I’ll make sure that the people will treat her well inside until she dies there.”
Meredith was frightened half to death. She glared at her. “Ysabelle, how could you be so brazen!”
“What do you think? Do you want to repeat the ordeal from three years ago?“
“You-“
Ysabelle suddenly chuckled out loud and took a step backward. “Meredith, you’re a failure. You gave birth to a daughter secretly, yet she’s a sick kid that could die at any moment. No wonder Josiah loathed her upon seeing her. No wonder he doesn’t even want to look at her.
“Tsk, tsk, if I were you, I would just choke her to death so that she wouldn’t drag you down, forcing you to earn to support her.”
Meredith closed her eyes, letting the remnants of the iced tea trickle down her face.
She clenched her fists tightly as if she was closing her hands around Ysabelle’s neck, using all her might to choke her to death!
Ysabelle looked at Meredith shuddering in rage, she continued to provoke her, “I was planning to help you get rid of that trash. I didn’t expect your mother to stop me right in the nick of time. Sigh. It’s a pity.”
Meredith raised her dirty face and glared at Ysabelle with reddened eyes. “You finally admit that you wanted to kill my daughter?