"Josephine, what are we gonna do? What should we do?" Charlotte looked at the closed iron gate, sitting on the ground and cried sadly. Her heartbreaking cry was very abrupt in this quiet community.
Josephine stood silently beside Charlotte. Looking at her crying mother, she silently digested the confusion and resentment in her heart.
She had just been dragged out in front of so many people by James. The unprecedented shame made her even forget to make a sound.
Her family's company was gone. Her home now belonged to others. Her father was arrested. She didn't even know how many years he'd be sentenced to. As for her... She was so down and out that that no advertisers or production companies want to invite her.
Heh... She suddenly fell from the peak to the bottom. This was a huge gap that she couldn't stand. She really couldn't.
Looking at her mother, who was sitting on the ground like a crazy child, kicking her legs and crying loudly, her heart was as painful as being pricked by needles.
In the villa... she saw some shadows moving through the window. It seemed that they were moving something. But Elizabeth, who made her family so depressed, was sitting there firmly. James seemed to be talking to her, with a smile on his face.
"Smile?"
Destroying her family like that, of course they should be smiling.
Looking at those scenes with no expression, she narrowed her eyes slightly. She swore in her heart, "Elizabeth, one day, I will double revenge you for the humiliation our family suffered!"
Her hands clenched into fists tightly, and her nails pinched hard against her palms. She used that pain to maintain her composure.
There were people passing by who saw them like this. And they always looked over at them like they were a show. Even after walking far away, they would turn around and discuss to mock them.
Remembering her mother and she were still wearing pajamas, she finally took a deep and complicated look at the direction of the villa. And then she went to help Charlotte up, "Mom! Stop crying please! They will laugh at us! Stand up."
Now that Charlotte had suddenly became a poor woman worse than average from a wealthy lady. How could she be so easily persuaded?
When she heard Josephine's words, she cried louder. "Let them laugh! Boo- hoo... I have nothing now! What else do I care about? Boo-hoo..."
Josephine was suddenly on fire. She tried her best to suppress her emotions, and then she said in a hurry, "Mom, you don't care about that. Anyway, few people know you. But what about me? I still have to go back to the entertainment circle. If this gets caught on camera, more people will see it. Then what would you want me to do?"
Charlotte heard that and immediately regretted her waywardness. Trying to hold back her tears, she stood up with Josephine's help and sobbed, "Josephine, I... I'm muddled with anger... Don't be angry with me..." Now, she could only rely on Josephine.
Josephine's heart ached, "Let's leave here first."
Charlotte was still sobbing when she got in the car, and it was obvious that she was so sad.
Josephine took out two tissues for Charlotte. Then she stroked the steering wheel as if it was a treasure. She couldn't help but feel fortunate. It was lucky that she had bought the car in Jay's name because of her identity. So, now she wasn't left with nothing. Although she was already used to buying all sorts of luxuries, she had left over a hundred thousand dollars in Jay's card.
In that case, she and her mother wouldn't have to be driven desperate under the condition that she couldn't take any works for the time being.
"Josephine." Charlotte wiped her tears casually and said to Josephine, "Look at us... You'd better call Theodore... After all, he's your fiance... We're all in broad daylight now. Shouldn't he help us now that we're like this?"
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