Chapter 1168
It was the only way she could make things right for her unborn child.
She actually loved children. She used to constantly dream of building a perfect, complete family with Maxwell.
Joanna smiled wistfully. She had wanted it so desperately back then.
But now, those beautiful visions were shattered. Their once-tender romance had devolved into naked, calculated exploitation.
She finally understood that dreams were just dreams. They always shattered upon contact with reality, leaving behind nothing but scars and endless sorrow.
With a swirl of conflicting emotions, Joanna got dressed. Since her leg was still recovering, she settled into her wheelchair and rolled into the bathroom to wash up.
Watching her, Maxwell felt an unsettling shift. Joanna hadn’t just changed a little; she had transformed entirely. She had become hardened and ruthless. This familiar yet utterly foreign version of her made him deeply uneasy.
Queena had promised to keep Natalie company for breakfast, and she kept her word, arriving bright and early.
After they finished eating, Luna received an update from the people tailing Mr. Wilson. Watching the video of the old man being escorted into a police cruiser, Luna let out a heavy sigh.
She finally understood why Natalie had said Mr. Wilson’s counterattack was doomed to fail. Joanna knew exactly how to dismantle a man like him.
Luna looked shocked. “Nat, you were totally right. Mr. Wilson is completely useless. He got arrested before he even made a move.”
A suffocating wave of powerlessness washed over Natalie. It had been such a golden opportunity, but the man had squandered it and ruined himself.
Mr. Wilson had a notorious weakness for women. After being trapped in a sterile hospital room for so long, the first thing he wanted to do was indulge his vices to
loneliness.
his
And by doing exactly that, he had walked right into Joanna’s trap.
Joanna understood his vile nature perfectly. It was precisely why he used to favor her so much.
Natalie unlocked her phone, and news about Mr. Wilson was already dominating the trending pages.
“Mr. Wilson Released From Hospital, Unrepentant: Preys on Underage Girl in Hotel.”
There were a dozen variations of the same headline.
“That old bastard has one foot in the grave and he’s still a complete psycho, trampling all over the law.”
“User A: Scum like him shouldn’t exist. His sons are already locked up for their illegal business, so now he can go rot in a cell with them. Finally, some justice for the victims.”
“User B: Does this old man have no conscience? I feel so bad for that poor girl.”
The moment Natalie saw the word ‘underage’, she knew Mr. Wilson’s life was officially over.
She leaned lazily back against the sofa, letting out a dry laugh. “Mr. Wilson couldn’t escape Joanna’s web after all.”
Queena’s eyes flashed thoughtfully. She patted Natalie’s arm. “Don’t let it get to you. You have to respect people’s choices. Everyone charts their own course.”
“I’ve seen the Wilson family’s estate. The architecture is a disaster. It faces a narrow, oppressive alleyway that just sucks in all this heavy, toxic energy It creates a suffocating atmosphere around the property. Add up all the bad vibes, and it’s no wonder their family is crumbling.”
Natalie looked at Queena with unabashed admiration, blinking her bright eyes. “Queena, you’re amazing. With you around to keep my energy right, I feel like I’m going to be the richest woman in the world. So are you willing to stick around and help me Builemy empire?”