Chapter 122
Yvonne’s gaze turned ice-cold. She couldn’t believe a father would stoop to such vile tactics to control his own daughter.
“And if I refuse?” she challenged with a cold smile. “What can you do to me p>
“The breach of contract penalty is in the tens of millions. Are you sure you can afford that?” George shot back, a smug look on his face as if he had her cornered.
But Yvonne was completely unfazed.
“I don’t have the money. Go ahead and sue me. A father suing his own daughter— it’s the Spencer family’s reputation on the line, not mine. And don’t think I don’t know that Megan is your old flame. You’d force your own daughter to shoot porn just to get your mistress off the hook. You’re worse than an animal. Even they don’t harm their own young p>
George’s face was ashen, but he was rendered speechless.
The shouting was so loud that Teresa heard it and hurried into the room. “George, Yvonne, what are you two fighting about now?” she asked, a look of confusion and exhaustion on her face.
George’s face was grim, but he remained silent.
Yvonne glanced at him, a derisive sneer on her lips. “Go on, George. Dare to tell your wife what we were arguing about p>
“You shut your mouth!” George trembled, unable to utter another word.
Seeing the tension between them,
Teresa instinctively tried to play the clueless peacemaker. “That’s
enough, George. Why are you getting so worked up over a child?
Then she turned to Yvonne. Yvonne, you’re always so thoughtless, only ever making your father angry.
Apologize to him right now p>
Yvonne just looked at Teresa, not bothering to say a word. A woman this oblivious deserved to be cheated on.
A week later, Megan’s extortion case
against Yvonne officially went to trial. Yvonne didn’t attend, leaving everything in the hands of her lawyer. With conclusive evidence ཏི ཨུཏྟ and a large sum of money involved, Megan was sentenced to twelve years in prison and stripped of her civil rights for life.
When the judge announced the verdict, Megan was stunned. She had beaten and cursed the original Yvonne since she was a child. All she did this time was ask the little brat for some money. How could that land her a decade in prison?
As two officers cuffed her and began leading her out of the courtroom, she snapped out of her daze and began to struggle violently. “I’m Yvonne’s foster mother! I raised her! It’s her duty to support me! This isn’t extortion! I won’t go to jail! Let me go!” Official source ıs.net
Snot and tears streamed down her face as she turned to George and Queena in the gallery. “George! Queena! Make that little bitch drop the charges! Save me! I don’t want to go to prison p>
Ignoring her desperate pleas, the officers forcefully escorted her from the courtroom. Queena leaned against George’s shoulder, covering her mouth as she sobbed.
After her sentencing, Megan was scheduled for transfer from the detention center to a prison outside the city. George and Queena managed to schedule one last visit before she was moved.
Through the reinforced glass
partition, Queena saw a gaunt
Megan. Her eyes were sunken and
dark, and streaks of gray had appeared at her temples. Megan was hysterical, banging on the glass and screaming “I’m not going prison! I don’t want to goGet me out of here! Find a way to get me out p>
The demon who had once seemed so invincible in the eyes of a helpless young girl
was, it turned out, just as capable of fear.