"Am I lying? Jessica, you must know this, right? After all, Uncle Perry was your husband, the man by your side for all those nights. You should've known what your husband was up to, don't you agree?"
Sophie looked towards Jessica, who was taken aback. She hadn't known about Perry's gambling, but hearing Sophie's extensive allegations, all the little clues from the past suddenly made sense.
Could it really be that her husband had a gambling addiction?
"Even if my dad gambled, he had just taken some money from you. All these years, you've grown up relying on my parents!"
'Crash—!'
Sophie slammed her glass down on the table, making a sharp sound.
She said coldly, "Do you really not know what kind of life I had in your house?"
In her past life, she had come to Perry's house with her family's inheritance. Jessica had never liked her and thought of her as a burden. How much had she suffered in this family from childhood?
At the time, Perry hadn't intervened. Sophie understood that Perry was busy with the company and that he was fond of Jessica, so she had always held her tongue.
Now, it seemed that Perry had been aware of Jessica's mistreatment all along. He had simply chosen to ignore it.
Hearing this, Isaac felt guilty, but Jessica retorted, "No matter what, Perry is still the only family you have in this world! You can't just treat your uncle like that! You are just too evil!"
"Am I?" Sophie's tone was indifferent. "Well, this evil woman is now going to kick you out of the house, and there's nothing you can do about it."
Just then, the police arrived on time.
The officer politely said, "Ms. Sophie, the chief sent us over to assist you with this matter."
"They're right here. Please, take them away."
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The readers' comments on the novel: Revenge is best served cold