Chapter 814
Chapter 814:
“Is this some kind of joke?” Janice’s expression grew stern as she scrutinized Wendy. “If you want a fight, then let’s fight. There’s no need for these theatrics or your empty apologies.”
“I am sincere in my apology, Janice. I’ll no longer interfere with Stephen’s collaboration with you, nor will I cause further trouble. I only ask for your forgiveness.”
Janice stood speechless. She couldn’t process what she was hearing, the stark contrast between Wendy’s current demeanor and her previous hostility leaving her utterly bewildered.
“Can you explain this change?” Janice demanded, maintaining a composed yet insistent tone. “This sudden shift in your attitude is unsettling to me.”
Wendy suddenly fell to her knees with a heavy thud.
Her dramatic gesture stunned Janice, Aiden, and even Nina, who couldn’t make sense of the spectacle.
“What in the world is happening?” Nina burst out, visibly upset. “You’re kneeling down like this before Janice? Have you no self-respect?”
Wendy remained silent, bowing her head even lower, her posture one of utter submissiveness.
“Please, Janice, accept my apology for all my previous wrongs. If not, I am prepared to stay here on my knees forever,” she pleaded.
Janice’s gaze hardened as she observed Wendy, her doubts intensifying. It seemed likely that a powerful figure had intervened the previous night, giving Wendy a warning.
This individual’s authority and sway over Wendy must have been profound, compelling her to forsake her own pride in seeking her forgiveness.
“Janice, I understand this isn’t easy for you to accept. But I swear, from this moment on, we will only be friends—never rivals. More than that, I can arrange for protection, both for you and Stephen, ensuring that no one dares lay a finger on either of you,” Wendy promised.
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Janice cast Aiden a meaningful glance.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Aiden grasped her intent and led Nina inside.
“Aiden, what are you thinking? You’re leaving Janice alone with Wendy? That’s reckless!”
“Mom, relax. Even if Wendy had the audacity of a devil, she wouldn’t dare touch Janice now.”
“Ugh, what is Wendy playing at? She actually knelt before Janice, the ultimate act of submission, looking as pitiful as a stray dog. Is she cursed or something?”
Nina’s voice trailed off, still muttering complaints as she disappeared inside. Meanwhile, Janice invited Wendy in.
They made their way to the pavilion, where they sat facing each other. In the past, Wendy’s eyes would have burned with arrogance and malice. But now, fear had replaced that fire.
“Who sent you?” Janice asked bluntly, her voice like a blade slicing through the silence. “You didn’t come here out of your own goodwill. Someone put you up to this.”
Wendy’s gaze flickered uncertainly, her expression a tangled web of emotions. “You’re right. Someone sent me. But I can’t tell you who.”
Janice narrowed her eyes, studying Wendy’s every twitch and hesitation.
A moment later, she arrived at a conclusion. Wendy wasn’t lying. She was a pawn in someone else’s game, backed into a corner with no way out.
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