Chapter 1245

Jimmie frowned, saying nothing.

Her smile looked more painful than her crying.

"Bye."

Luella waved him off, bypassed him, and walked over to Juniper, raising an eyebrow. "Juniper, I need to talk to you about something."

How could she change expressions so fast?

He almost thought he had imagined it!

Jimmie closed the door and left.

"Okay."

Juniper stood up, moving rather slowly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her sluggish pace, Luella asked curiously, "Did you hurt your leg?"

Juniper pursed her lips, unable to explain.

"I told you not to wear those high heels," Luella added nonchalantly. "See? Now you're limping."

"Oh, right."

Juniper nodded guiltily, looking back at Shanley. "Why don't you go take a walk on the balcony?"

"...Alright."

Shanley stood up and walked to the balcony.

The guest room door clicked shut.

Juniper leaned against the desk, asking with concern, "What's going on?"

"Nothing. My dad just called to yell at me."

Luella sat on the couch, hanging her head dejectedly.

"Would a phone call really make you cry?" Juniper didn't buy it. "What exactly happened?"

"Today is the anniversary of my mom's passing."

Luella's lips trembled, her face pale. "But that old bastard actually spent it celebrating his mistress's daughter's birthday. He handed the memorial arrangements over to the servants."

"The servants slacked off. The ceremonial papers didn't burn properly, and it started a fire. It burned my mom's memorial plaque."

"Who knows if that mother-daughter duo set it up?" Luella grew angrier as she spoke, suddenly standing up. "No, I'm going back right now to destroy them."

On the day her mother died, her wretched father had been with his mistress, welcoming a new child.

So, her mother's anniversary was the mistress's daughter's birthday.

As soon as her mother passed, he

eagerly brought the mother and

daughter into the house, parading, Executive

them as the revered

Chief's wife' and princess.

Later, the mistress gave birth to a son, making them even more arrogant.

"Don't do anything rash."

Juniper grabbed Luella, her brows

Kogether slightly. "You finally managed to get out of there. Going back now is just walking

Wa trap

Luella's father was the Executive Chief of an independent nation tens of thousands

of miles away from Eclara City.

His wealth and power were formidable.

Unfortunately, he had been married for years without an heir, and others were greedily eyeing the Executive Chief's seat.

Finally, Luella's mother went through unimaginable hardship and got pregnant. But she had a girl.

To stabilize his position, Luella's father lied to the public, claiming the child was a boy.

From birth to the present day, Luella had been forced to live as a male.

The irony was, the mistress later had a son anyway.

But so what?

Luella was still the publicly recognized 'eldest legitimate son' and future heir.

Only Juniper knew how miserable this supposed heir's childhood had been.

When she was little, Luella refused to wear boys' clothes, so her father locked her in a dark room.

He beat her with a cane for hours, nearly killing her.

Because of a difficult birth, her mother's health was frail. Luella had to hide her true self and endure the abuse just to survive.

The mother and daughter lived in constant fear.

It wasn't so much that her mother died of an illness, but rather that she was

tormented to death by her husband and his mistress.

The mistress and her daughter had always despised Luella, wanting to eliminate her

so the younger son could inherit the title.

Whatever they wanted, Luella would snatch it first!

The Executive Chief's seat, huh?

Luella was going to take it.

"So what?"

Luella lifted her chin, flashing a wicked grin. "If that old bastard pushes me, I'll just strip naked

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public. We see how long he gets to keep his Executive Chef seat then."

Juniper chuckled, adding, "If you're going to strip, remember to cover your face." As long as you're not embarrassed, the embarrassment belongs to everyone else.