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Chapter 797: Chapter 791: Reaping the Bitter Fruit 7

She staggered back two steps, her head lowered, her eyes filled with fear, but even more with confusion: "This can’t be real, it’s not real. From childhood to adulthood, I’ve always been the center of attention in everyone’s eyes. My parents are Graham Ford and Rouge Jarvis, how could this happen..."

Even though she had hidden it so deeply before, she couldn’t withstand such a blow and could only speak incoherently with words that held no persuasion.

Cynthia Morgan watched her, her heart ached, but she couldn’t utter a single word.

She knew that Meredith was young and couldn’t see things clearly like she did.

Tiana Thorne threw the apple core into the trash can and wiped her hands, a sense of satisfied happiness rising in her eyes.

She looked back at Meredith Ford; she never held back when speaking to this woman.

Lazily arching an eyebrow: "Oh yes, the beauty has already called the police. It looks like the cops will be here soon. Your father has blood on his hands from a coroner, and your mother is an accomplice. This is the last time you’ll see each other, so you should cherish it."

She was speaking these words to Cynthia Morgan.

Cynthia heard them clearly, understanding that Tiana’s meaning was: You don’t have much time left to make a choice.

There were only two roads ahead, and both were dead ends for her and Meredith Ford.

Miranda Dalton had already lost the ability to think, and eventually, she fell to the ground, screaming hysterically.

The sound was like a wounded wild beast, every cry piercingly shrill.

Cynthia Morgan saw this and walked over to her, squatting down beside her.

She parted her lips, her voice seemingly calm, but beneath it lay tumultuous waves: "Meredith, you’re only twenty, and the pain you’ll endure in the future will only increase. Come with mom, the Ford family doesn’t welcome you anymore."

Miranda Dalton looked at her, her eyes filled with blood-red fury.

At this moment, she didn’t even have the strength to disguise it. All that was left was thorough stubbornness, angrily questioning: "Why did you give birth to me?"

Cynthia Morgan remained silent.

Miranda Dalton asked again: "If you handed me over to the Jarvis family, then why didn’t you just die? Why did you have to show up?"

She grasped Cynthia Morgan’s shoulders with both hands, shaking her fiercely: "Didn’t you say that you couldn’t let anyone who threatened my interests stay alive? Now you’re threatening my position, why don’t you just die? Go die!"

Rouge Jarvis looked at the madness in her eyes. Even though she already knew how terrifyingly fearful Miranda Dalton’s inner world was, seeing her true self at this moment still sent chills down her spine.

Louis Dalton saw this and quickly walked over, pulling the mother and daughter apart: "Meredith, your mom has her reasons."

"I don’t care what reasons she has. Didn’t you say you were willing to do anything for me? Then die in front of me right now, immediately!"

After saying this, she glared viciously at Louis Dalton: "And what are you? I am the grand Meredith Ford, the esteemed daughter of the Ford family, how can I tolerate a lowly person like you commenting on me?"

Slam—

Louis Dalton harshly slapped her across the face, shouting in anger: "What nonsense are you saying?!"

May Sloane heard the sound, and her whole body shivered in fright.

Damn!

That slap was too heavy; she felt like Meredith Ford’s head might fly off.

"If I had known in advance that Cynthia Morgan would give birth to you, I would never have taken that job."

Miranda Dalton was stunned by the slap, and at the same time, she woke up, and then her whole body seemed to freeze as if her blood had solidified, unable to move from the cold.

The job...

Her current work made her fully understand the meaning behind that term.