A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Julia wasn't listening to Consuela at all. Instead, she fixated her eyes on the phone screen with tears in her eyes as she watched Mandy's video.

"My daughter is a terrible girl, never behaving when she was a child. For the last two years, my health has been declining and I am unable to work. I thought that she would support me now that she is a celebrity, but..."

Mandy wiped her tears and continued, "I really can't stand her any more. I'm too old to discipline her. I am saying these things in public so that you can help me educate her. I can't let her harm anybody else."

"Mandy, is it true that Julia is involved in drug abuse?"

"Of course." Mandy nodded head firmly in response to the reporter. "She is my daughter and if she hadn't gone too far, then I wouldn't have cause such a scandal. When she was younger, she used to play with the hooligans and take drugs. I witnessed it with my own eyes."

"Then is it true that she has slept with many men?"

Mandy's eyes dimmed, but she eventually nodded. "Although I didn't see it, I believe this to be true. Ever since she entered the entertainment industry, I've seen different men coming over to pick her up. Every time she went out, she spent the entire night elsewhere. Whenever I asked about it, she got upset with me. She even hit me once.

I also have a record of her going to the hospital for an abortion. I really can't support myself anymore. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said anything..."

Julia clenched her fist, wondering why Mandy had to make up stories to slander her. The woman was supposed to be her mother, the closest person to her. Why would she slander her own daughter like that?

was shaking with

you." Consuela patted her shoulder to comfort her. She had been a broker for a long time and there was no

she kept mumbling, "How could she do

Consuela frowned as she clenched her teeth. "It must have been Jean's idea. You've already

Julia roughly got off the bed. She wanted to make it clear

now? The front gate is swarming with reporters. If you go out now, you'll only be digging your own grave. Listen to me. Rest here for the

screen. Her voice broke with anger as she asked, "Why did

hair to comfort her. "Think about it. If she really treated you like a daughter, then she wouldn't have

fine. But now that Jean has inserted herself into the picture, everything

the screen, she

stand up. "Mom, what are you talking about? My sister isn't how you just described her to be. Julia is just too busy to come back home to

pulled away from Jean's grasp. "I'm not making things up. I swear on my conscience that I am telling the truth. I hope that you can

assure you that my sister isn't the type of person my mother has just described her to

but what's your

are sisters," Jean said with a gentle nod. "I sincerely hope that you see this as a mere