In the Shaw family''s residence''s living room.


    Snowkes had started drifting down outside the French windows again, twirling as they fell. A thinyer of white had already umted on the ground.


    Inside, the heating was turned on, but I shivered at the cold gaze from Mrs. Shaw. They had looked into me thoroughly. They even looked into things that happened before I came to Jston, which is why they locked me in the storage room and deliberately cut off the power.


    They had gone to great lengths to deal with me, an ex-wife.


    Mrs. Shaw took a sip of tea and looked at me with contempt. "Have you reconsidered leaving Jston?"


    I stood up straight. "And what''s the reason this time?"


    Last time it was through coercion and inducement. What would they do this time?


    "After the first dress that came out of yourpany after starting the business, such problems arose."


    Mrs. Shaw curved her lips in a mocking smile. "Do you think yourpany will be able to remain open? It would be better for you to go abroad and study properly for a few years. I''ll cover the costs."


    I clenched my fists. That day at the Shaw family''s residence, Ryan had said the same thing-sending me abroad. Everyone wanted to send me abroad.


    Mrs. Shaw added, "But before you go abroad, you must first write an apology letter on social media in your own name, admitting that you had ulterior motives and deliberately caused Bethany''s embarrassment in public!"


    "What if I refuse?" I bitterly tugged at the corner of my mouth, and when I lifted my gaze to meet Mrs. Shaw''s, I spoke neither humble nor haughty, "And is it necessarily my fault that the dress had a problem?"


    Her face immediately showed anger. The cup in her hand fell with a loud crash onto the marble coffee table. "What are you trying to say? Are you suggesting that Bethany deliberately ruined her dress to frame you?!"


    "That is a possibility!" I answered clearly, as it was indeed the only possibility left.


    Mrs. Shaw stood up, walking briskly towards me, her high heels clicking on the floor. Suddenly, she pinched my cheek with her finely manicured nails digging into my skin.


    Where''s the evidence? Charlotte, tell me, what is the evidence?"


    I wanted to struggle, but two bodyguards were holding my shoulders and arms, preventing me from moving.


    "Exactly!" Bethany came downstairs quickly in a changed outfit, fuming. "It''s obvious you did this on purpose to embarrass us and ruin the Shaw family''s reputation..."


    I gritted my teeth to endure the pain on my face. "I have evidence."


    As I spoke, I opened my hand to reveal a piece of strap fabric from Bethany''s dress. Mrs. Shaw nced at it dismissively and brushed me aside. "What''s this?" "Miss Shaw, you should recognize this."


    I held the piece of fabric up to Bethany''s face. "After all, you''re the one who cut it yourself with scissors, and the cut is very clean."


    In a prominent family like the Shaw family, there''s only the opportunity for others to aspire to. Even if Bethany harbored a grudge, no one would dare to embarrass the Shaw family in such a setting.


    The most important thing is that this dress wouldn''t have passed through many hands, so it''s easy to trace. Once someone makes a move, it would likely implicate the whole family. No one would be that foolish.


    Considering all factors, it must have been Bethany herself.


    Bethany, asked angrily, "How did this end up in your hands?"N?velDrama.Org content.


    "I grabbed it when I was hitting you."


    The scene was too chaotic at the time. But I could immediately confirm it wasn''t a quality issue. Plus, the strap broke first. I wanted to know the reason, so when I pped her, I casually pulled the strap from her chest into my hand. She was so absorbed in her fierce emotions about ruining my career that she didn''t notice.


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