Chapter 112 Making Trouble
Lydia angrily took out her phone and clicked on a photo.
“I took the photo when doing laundry. There is a lipstick mark on the collar of his shirt. It is the same
color as yours. How can you explain it?”
Cecelia glanced at the photo and sneered. “Many women are wearing this lipstick. Why do you suspect
only me?”
“Fine! If you don’t admit it, look at this!”
Lydia took out a jewelry box and opened it, revealing a beautiful necklace and a small card saying, “”To
my beautiful Cecelia”.
“Is your name on it? It is solid evidence! You’ve long h ooked up with my man. Shame on you, sl ut!”
When Lydia raised the jewelry box to smash Cecelia, the
latter extended one hand, grabbed her wrist, and forcefully folded it upward.
“Ah!”
Lydia let out a cry in pain, shouting, “It hurts! Let go!”
She had wrongly accused Cecelia and even intended to hit her!
Who gave her the courage?
“Lydia, listen! Your man is worse than trash! I don’t like him because my taste is not as bad as yours.
Even if you give him to me, I will not accept him!”
“You’re lying! Since you refuse to admit it, let’s go to let Madam Renee judge which side is right!”
Lydia thought her evidence was solid, so she clamored to let Renee be the judger.
“She is not qualified to meddle in my business. Lydia, use your brain! Investigate your husband before
barking at others like a mad dog!”
Cecelia knew something about Ronald, so she was sure he was fooling around with other women.
When she shook off Lydia’s hand, the latter cried in pain and was not convinced.
“You have some fight skills, so you think you can bully me at will, right?”
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Cecelia could not communicate with such a fool and did not want to waste more time, so she turned to
leave. Lydia was so angry that she picked up a stone and threw it at the back of her head.
At the critical time, a man flashed out and protected Cecelia.
“Ouch!”
Hearing him let out a muf fled grunt, Cecelia turned around and saw it was Samson.
Fortunately, he had blocked the stone just in time. If it had hit Cecelia’s head, she would have ended up
with a blo ody hole.
After stabilizing himself, he turned to look at Lydia and snapped, “Lydia, what are you doing? If you had
hurt her, it would be considered intentional harm and you would end up in jail!”
Seeing him, Lydia cried aggrievedly. “Samson, you came at the right time. She seduced Ronald. Help
me teach her a good lesson!”
Lydia thought he was her helper, so she started to complain.
Hearing her whining, Samson reprimanded her, saying, “Stop yelling! Don’t blame Lydia! If you are
angry, you should go to scold Ronald!”
Samson had accepted the reality and regarded Cecelia as his cousin-in-law now.
“What? Are you taking her side?”
“I’m not taking sides! I’m speaking on the ground of justice! I’m telling the truth!”
Samson continued to persuade her, saying, “If you don’t want to make a big deal out of this, you should
keep silent. But if you insist on slandering a good person, I can show you the evidence.
Cecelia coldly watched Samson defend her.
“What evidence?” Lydia asked.
Seeing her so stubborn, Samson could only show her the surveillance video he had accidentally found,
saying, “Watch it!”
The video showed Ronald blocking Cecelia’s path, attempting to hit on her. After she rejected him, he
forcibly hugged her, which resulted in her kicking him in the groin to break free.
After watching it, Lydia felt as if being slapped in the face. And she was so shocked that she was at a
loss for words.
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Samson said, “Ronald sexually harassed Cecelia. So, you should have made trouble for him instead of
pestering her. If she exposes the scandal, Ronald’s reputation will be ruined. And it will do no good to
you!”
Hearing his words, Lydia realized the seriousness of the matter and didn’t dare to yell anymore. So,
she said, “Fine! Forget it! I won’t talk about this matter anymore!”
When she intended to leave, Cecelia said, “Stop!”
Lydia’s wrist was still in pain. Seeing Cecelia blocking the way, she retreated in fright and asked,
“Cecelia, what do you want?”
“You slandered me, so you must apologize!”
Cecelia was an unforgiving person who could not bear the slightest loss.
Lydia had humiliated her, so she would not let go of her easily. After all, she was not a pushover.
“I told you I would never bring it up again!” Lydia angrily said.
“If you don’t apologize, let me hit you! Then, we will be even!”
Seeing her raise her hand, Lydia was scared and hurriedly protected her face, saying, “Don’t hit me! I
apologize! I’m sorry, Cecelia! I wrongly blamed you! Could you please forgive me?”
“That’s more like it! I will let you go this time for the sake of Samson. If you dare to do this again, you
can’t blame me for being ruthless! Get lost!”
The look in Cecelia’s eyes was shockingly fierce, so Lydia was terrified and quickly ran away.
Samson asked with concern, “Leah, are you okay? She was deliberately finding fault with you.
”
“Many people want to find fault with me. Who does she think she is?”
Lydia was a stu pid woman, so Cecelia didn’t take her seriously. “Thank you!”
She was a grateful person. Samson had helped her, so she must thank him.
“Don’t mention it.”
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“Well, I’ll go back now.”
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When Cecelia walked toward the Aroma Villa, Samson stared after her in a daze.
As soon as she walked into the house, Remington heard her high heels and knew she was back.
Seeing her, Maximus instantly slid off Remington’s lap and ran upstairs.
Cecelia wondered why her son had such abnormal behaviors. But when she looked at the man on the
sofa, she couldn’t help laughing. “What are you doing?”
“Didn’t you see? I was playing with my son! Hmph!” Remington snorted and showed a gloomy face.
Hearing his tone, she knew he was upset. But she was not surprised to see him like this. After all, she
had left early and made him lose face in front of his friends. So, she could understand his bad mood
now.
“Your game is unique.”
Cecelia was trying to nicely talk with him, so she didn’t tell him there was the word “Scu mbag” on his
white shirt. It must be Max who had written it. If she guessed right, there must be a surprise on
Remington’s back. She walked behind him and looked over. Sure enough, there was a big p oo.
Why did he hate his father so much?
Remington ignored her. After getting the cold shoulder, Cecelia thought for a while and said, “Your
clothes are dirty. Let me help you change them!”
Anyway, it was inappropriate for the president of the Nelson Group to wear such a shirt.
He reluctantly replied, “OK!”
He had been waiting for such an opportunity to make peace with her.
Remington stood up and reached out to grab Cecelia’s arm. But as soon as he took a step forward, he
tripped over a leg of the coffee table. When his burly body fell forward, Cecelia failed to dodge it in
time. So, they fell onto the sofa together, and he pressed heavily upon her.
