Chapter 718: Chapter 718: The Struggle of the Third Party
âBitch? Whore? Sister, I remember all my moves were taught by you, and you were the one who climbed into Willâs bed back then. How come you can do this, but others canât?â
Yvette Flack, covering her swollen cheek, calmly said, âDo you remember? You used to be just a maid in the Mamet family. You seduced Will for money and status and killed Winni Drew to rise to power. Your methods are truly admirable. Now, all I want is to stay by Willâs side and serve him. Iâm not trying to take your place, let alone harm you. What else do you want?â
âIf a mere maid like you can become Mrs. Mamet, why shouldnât I, the daughter of the Flack family, with my immaculate reputation, be a match? After you became Mrs. Mamet, you looked down on everyone, do you forget that you were once a maid yourself? You are the lowest rank in aristocratic noble families!â
âAh!! Bitch! Iâm going to kill you! How dare you provoke me like this, ah ah ah!â
Jenny Green charged at her like a shrew. Yvetteâs eyes quickly flashed with calculation, and she deliberately fell to the ground, covering her face, tears streaming down her cheeks, her voice weak and trembling, âSister, itâs my fault. Hit me, I wonât resist, as long as you can forgive me. Even if you beat me to death, I have no complaints! Itâs me who loves Will, I seduced him, donât blame himâŠâ
Before she could finish, Jenny Green felt a hand tightly grip her wrist. She turned around and stared furiously into Will Mametâs eyes, but before she could say anything, he slapped her in the face.
Jenny Green, not expecting the slap, felt dizzy for a few seconds. She then covered her cheek and looked at Will incredulously, âYou⊠you hit me? For this womanâŠâ
Will had indeed loved Jenny very much, to the point of betraying his wife and suffering the verbal abuse and repulsion of Madam Mamet. But as time went on, Jenny aged, and in contrast, a young and beautiful girl like Yvette Flack appeared before him, expressing her love, he naturally could not resist.
This slap seemed to break the bond between them as husband and wife. Calming down at this moment, Will felt some regrets but listening to Jennyâs accusations, his anger surged up again.
âIf you can hit Yvette, why canât I hit you? After all, Yvette is the daughter of the Flack family. Now, to stay with me, she no longer cares about her status. Sheâs already endured so much, why canât you be more tolerant?â
As Will looked at Jenny, he felt an inexplicable irritation, âAnd who are you to question me? I am the master of this house. I can let you be Mrs. Mamet, and I can also take you down. Donât forget that you were nothing but a maid back then, and itâs your good fortune to sit in this position, you should cherish it! Yvette, letâs go!â
With that, Will bent down, picked up Yvette from the ground, and strode up the stairs.
Jenny Green stood in place, stunned for a few seconds, her eyes full of anger and resentment, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.
Inside Maple House.
Xaviera Evans watched the scene on the surveillance system, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Jenny Green, who had initially wanted to use Yvette to control Caleb Mamet, was now looking at Yvette whom she had personally trained to oppose her. Did Jenny regret it so much she had gone green with envy?
At this moment, Caleb Mamet was sitting on the couch, suddenly feeling tired. He closed his eyes for a minute, and when he reopened them, they glinted with a faint green. His alter ego had emerged.
The man looked at the woman nestling beside him and asked directly, âGive it to me.â
âWhat?â Xaviera looked puzzled, but when she caught his eyes, she suddenly understood. This is Calebâs other personality, so he must want the video of Jenny Green, right?
Xaviera opened her laptop, found a video, and clicked on it. Caleb sat on the couch, holding the laptop and watching the scene with great interest.
When Jenny Greenwood first saw Yvette Flack and Will Mamet lying in bed together, she was shocked, angry, and resentful. Caleb played that part over and over again.
After a while, he spoke slowly, âItâs not as exciting as I imagined. He is still too kind. If it were me, I wouldâve made Jenny Green collapse on the spot and faint.â
Xaviera: ââŠâ Is this not exciting enough? What else do you want to do? Youâre really more childish!