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The nurse knew at a glance that these wounds weren’t from any fall or accident; they were inflicted by someone with a cruel hand. To beat a young girl into such a state, it was beyond heavy-handed.

When Serena heard she’d be in pain for a good fortnight, the tears started rolling down her cheeks.

She felt so wronged and heartbroken.

"Is there any risk to her life?" Martin asked, his voice laced with concern.

"She was cussing you out with quite the spirit just now, so don’t you worry, she’s not gonna kick the bucket. It’s just some bruises and cuts," the nurse said, picking up her tray and leaving the room.

Looking at Serena marked with bruises and lacerations, Martin couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy, "Who did this to you?"

Serena remained silent. Yeah, who would do such a thing to her?

Although Lindsay despised her, it didn’t seem like her style to hire thugs to beat someone up on their doorstep.

So, who could it be?

An image of Rosemary popped into her head.

But it couldn’t be Rosemary.

Rosemary was always open and straightforward. If she wanted to fight, she’d do it face-to-face; it was not

likely for her to resort to cowardly attacks.

Then who else could it be?

As she pondered, another name came to mind—Alma!

It had to be that snake!

Only Alma played nice to one’s face while plotting behind their back. The cake smashed in her face today, the falling off from the swing, the spilled wine, and the assault with a sack over her head. It all

had to be Alma’s doing!

Thinking of this, Serena clenched her fists so hard that her knuckles turned white with rage, "It’s her."

It had to be!

After all, Serena had drenched Alma in champagne and even spat in her glass of champagne..

That must’ve set her off!

"Who?" Martin was determined to stand up for Serena, although he knew she was wrong to impersonate Queena’s disciple, to lie boastfully in front of Lindsay, and to fall out with a former friend.

But she was the girl he had cherished for so many years. He couldn’t tolerate such things happening to her under his watch.

"Serena, are you hurting a lot?" the servant asked worriedly, seeing her alternate between anger and tears, "Shall I take you home?"

"When are Mom and Dad getting back?" she asked through sobs.

She was battered and bruised so terribly, and yet her parents were slower to arrive than Martin, who was a mere outsider!

They were so unreliable!

"They received the news and are rushing back as fast as they can, and they should be here in about half an hour."

Serena attempted to get out of the bed, but Martin quickly scooped her up, his tone full of tenderness,

"I’ll take you home."

Serena wanted to lash out at him, but then she thought better of it. This man could be her sharpest weapon against others in the future.

She couldn’t afford to drive him away.

So Serena began her game of tough love, with her eyes brimming with tears as she confronted Martin.

"What is so damn important that you’re always busy? If it wasn’t for you, those people wouldn’t have had the chance to do this to me. I wouldn’t be in this mess."

"I’m sorry, it’s all my fault," Martin admitted, feeling a pang of guilt inside. He had explained the troubles at work to Serena in a gentle drawl on their way home. After getting her back to her place, he had even

carried her to bed and, with a sincere expression, handed her a card. "The deposit for this project, including the future revenue, it’s all yours."

"I don’t want it." Serena pretended to throw the card away, yet waiting for Martin to pick it up for her deep down.

Sure enough, Martin walked over, bent down, picked it up, and placed it back in her hand.

Serena couldn’t help feeling smug about it.

"There are a few million in there, and there’ll be more to come. I screwed up tonight." Martin lamented for a while before continuing, "Get some rest, and I’ll come check on you tomorrow."

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to add, "Send me that person’s name. I’ll take care of it without leaving a trace."

Serena had been waiting for him to say just that, but she still played the victim. "You’re my boyfriend, if someone finds it out. Never mind, I don’t want this to drag on."

"How can we let it go? Look at what they did to you?!" Martin was even more persistent than she was.

"I won’t let her get away with this, don’t worry, no one will find out."

Serena said nothing.

"Just send it to me later, get some rest, goodnight." As Martin left, he pulled out his phone and ordered his people to start investigating it, eager to expose whoever was behind this.

When Kenneth and Louisa hurried back, they immediately noticed Serena sitting on the bed, looking utterly disheveled.

"Dad, Mom." Serena cried, looking extremely wronged.

But Louisa didn’t comfort her right away; instead, she seemed somewhat indifferent.

Although Serena found it strange, she didn’t understand why.

"Serena, I heard you went to Mr. Eugene’s birthday bash tonight?" Louisa asked. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Serena had begged them for an invitation earlier, but they hadn’t received one. Instead, it was Serena’s grandfather who had received an invite, but he hadn’t gone due to some reason.

Serena hadn’t expected her mother to be more concerned about the party than her injuries.

Tears welling up in her eyes, she replied pitifully, "Martin insisted on taking me. What’s wrong, Mom?

Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"I heard from people at the party that before Rose’s identity was blown, you bragged to your friends that you were her disciple. And, you told them that Rose ruined your engagement to Romeo. Later, when Rose confronted you, you and your friends got into a fight??"

If it was not for the friend she had known for ages who came back from the party and told her everything, Louisa would never have imagined her daughter, whom she had doted on for years, could be so vain and would tarnish Rose’s reputation, even harboring inappropriate thoughts for Romeo??

This was unacceptable!

"Mom, who told you that." Serena began to defend herself.

But Louisa cut her off, "When we heard you were beaten and bitten by a snake, your father and I were worried sick, ready to defend you. But to our dismay, we then learned about your behavior at the party.

Serena, are you still the daughter I know??"

"Mom! You’ve got it all wrong!!" Serena cried as she tried to explain, "It’s Lindsay, she’s the one who loves my brother-in-law and tries to usurp my sister’s place. You can check if you don’t believe me.

Tonight, Lindsay was shamelessly cozying up to Grandpa Phillip in front of everyone. It was so obvious as if she had written it on her forehead. And, these scratches on my face? They’re her doing."

"Serena, we were shocked to hear about your actions at the party. It’s surprising and unbelievable.

We’d be more at ease if you hadn’t done those things, but we’re afraid you’ve changed into someone we don’t recognize." Kenneth was also in disbelief when he heard about his daughter’s behavior that evening, "Louisa, she’s badly hurt, let her rest for now."

It was well past midnight, and if they kept grilling her, outsiders might think they were mistreating their adopted daughter.

"I will get to the bottom of this, and I’ll talk to Rose tomorrow."

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