102Camila immediately called Erica to ask if she was behind the incident. Erica burst into laughter. “Not
me, but she totally deserved it! Haha, karma hits fast, doesn’t it?”
“If it wasn’t you, then it must really be their own fault, Camila said.
“Exactly, it’s karma! It’s so satisfying. I’d thank that tattooed guy in person if I met him. Can you
believe he didn’t even take the ten thousand bucks? What a hero!”
Camila hummed in agreement, “Under the Food Safety Act, they’d only be liable for a thousand
dollars in compensation. Not taking ten thousand is really suspicious.”
“Don’t overthink it. Just consider it divine intervention sending down a vigilante.”
After hanging up, Camila called Cole. “I know the owner of that diner. She opened it there just to
spite me. I have no clue about the cockroach incident, but she’ll definitely blame me. I’m worried
she might retaliate against my mom. Please keep an eye out, Cole, and don’t mention this to Mom. I
don’t want her to worry.”
Camila explained the situation. After her mom, Cole was the most trustworthy person.
“So that’s what was going on. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your mom is safe,” Cole reassured her,
patting his chest.
Thanks, Cole.”
“Let’s skip the formalities.”Rubbing her temples, Camila was genuinely worried that Tabitha might take vengeance on her
mom.
Indeed, Tabitha wasn’t the type to let things slide after a setback. She immediately tried to
orchestrate a similar food safety scandal for Claire, but no one dared to take the job. A powerful
figure had declared protection over Claire’s diner, warning others not to foolishly court death.
noveldramaTabitha was furious at home, but Betty harshly slapped her. “Stop making trouble! Your father is still
detained because of your antics, and we’ve lost millions in contracts. How could I have given birth
to someone as dull as you? I’ve cut off all your credit cards. Don’t expect another penny from me!”
“You can’t just cut off my cards!” Tabitha held her cheek, tears welling in her eyes.
“You’re useless! Marry someone soon, and stop embarrassing us!” Betty’s finger nearly poked
Tabitha’s nose. “I’ve already accepted a proposal from Griffin of Big Win Meats. You’re getting
married this year.”
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Betty’s words cut deep into Tabitha’s heart. “Mom, they are pork sellers! He’s nearly fifty, divorced
twice, and has three kids. You want me to be their stepmom? I’m only twenty–two!”
“So what if he sells pork? His family owns over a dozen slaughterhouses, and their fresh products
hold 20% of the market share at the Fairmount market. Once he’s gone, all that money will be
yours.”
“I won’t marry him! Why are you doing this to me?” she screamed, her voice filled with despair and
helplessness.
She grabbed a vase nearby and smashed it on the floor. The ceramic shattered into countless
pieces, mirroring her shattered state. Then, she picked up a family photo frame from the table andthrew it against the wall, glass shards flying everywhere.
“Lock her in her room,” Betty instructed the servant. “Once your dad is out, we’ll arrange a meeting
to set the wedding date!”