Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 725

Sabrina was entirely unprepared for Old Mr. Blake to humiliate her so ruthlessly in public. Openly calling her a mistress to her face felt like being roasted alive.

He was a man of immense power, wealth, and status. When someone like him branded her a mistress, how would everyone else look at her?

In that single moment, Sabrina wanted the floor to swallow her whole.

Her dignity was being trampled into the dirt, yet she was powerless to stop it. He was Old Mr. Blake; she couldn't afford to make an enemy out of him.

Forcing a stiff, desperate smile, she maintained her submissive tone. "Mr. Blake, I know you don't care for my daughter and prefer your other daughter-in-law. But she's already divorced your son. My daughter is legally marrying into the Blake family—that's a fact that can't be changed.

Even if you ban her from the main estate, she will still be Sebastian's lawful wife. I don't care about myself. My reputation is already ruined, and it's completely understandable that you look down on me.

But my daughter is brilliant. Isn't she a top executive at your company right now?

You look down on me, but didn't you have your own scandalous affair back in the day?

I may be a flawed woman, but so what? At the very least, my husband, Martin, had the decency to take responsibility.

He married me before I ever gave him a child. What about you, Mr. Blake?

I've always been curious. Where is Sebastian's biological mother these days? Do you ever miss her?"

What Sabrina didn't realize was that she was recklessly dancing on Old Mr. Blake's absolute worst nerve.

A storm cloud seemed to settle over the patriarch’s features, the heavy, suffocating silence before the crash.

With a sharp turn, the old man walked away.

Sabrina watched her plan crumble but still wanted to salvage the moment. Opportunities like this were incredibly rare.

She had to find a way to get the two of them in the same room. If they just saw each other after all these years, sparks would definitely fly.

The old man was aging, but he wasn't dead.

Sabrina knew how men operated. Unless they were six feet under, they always had a wandering eye. And older men were especially vulnerable to younger women. His wife at home was likely just as old as he was, meaning the passion in their marriage had died a long time ago.

But Debbie was still relatively young and strikingly beautiful!