My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise by Lindsay Lewis

Chapter 8 Insist On An Apology

“You don’t need to rush to explain. I have evidence.” Madison directly interrupted Sally before she was about to start her pretense again. She gestured for the two hooligans who were playing cards with her to take out their phones. They opened the video and audio recording and placed them on the coffee table.

The video showed Madison entering the room, trying to open the door behind her as the lights turned on. However, the door was promptly closed from the outside. Following that, Madison attempted to turn the doorknob, but it wouldn’t budge.

In just thirty seconds, the video and audio recording demonstrated that Madison was deliberately locked in the room. She did not intentionally avoid going downstairs, as Sally had claimed.

Sally denied vehemently, “Madison, I don’t know why someone locked you in! I did not follow you upstairs. Besides, so many people came today, and even hooligans managed to get in…”

Her words redirected the blame onto Madison.

Yes, Madison was locked in, but who knew whom she offended to end up being framed like this?

Moreover, the two hooligans were playing cards with her. Who brought them in? What if Madison brought this upon herself?

Madison smiled. “Why are you in such a hurry? The evidence hasn’t finished playing yet,” she said.

The other phone contained a recording. As soon as the recording was played, Sally’s expression changed completely.

“Here’s 60 thousand dollars. According to your rules, I brought cash. After the deed is done, another 60 thousand dollars will be sent to you. I want to tarnish a woman’s reputation. It must be tonight…”

“Don’t play it anymore!” Sally let out a hysterical scream and rushed over and smashed the phone.

However, even though the audio recording wasn’t long, everyone had heard what they needed to hear.

‘So, it turned out Madison was framed because of your scheme. That was why you blamed it on the person who came to change clothes while bringing so many people along to watch the show,’ they thought.

120 thousand dollars.

For dealing with a non-blood-related sister who had just returned from abroad, they couldn’t even decide if Sally was being generous or stingy.

Madison glanced at the shattered phone. Her voice was indifferent when she spoke, “Disappointed? The small fry you bribed happens to be someone I know. It’s the kind of dirt-poor nob*dy you disdain. Now that you failed to watch me embarrass myself in front of so many big shots, you’re infuriated, right?”

“Shut up!” Sally erupted. She appeared just like when she had been diagnosed with the emotional disorder many years ago, ferocious and frenzied. “Of course, I am infuriated! Why do you have the right to occupy my identity for so many years? You are the lowest scum! Why do you deserve to enjoy everything in the Hale family? Why did you come back? You stole everything from me. You are a thief!”

Ramona anxiously rushed forward to embrace Sally, crying along with her. “It’s Mom’s fault. You can blame me for not taking good care of you when you were born and losing you! It’s all my fault, Sally, don’t blame others…”

Suddenly, those who had previously looked down on Sally for using such d*rty means were consoling her with sympathy. They even pitied Sally.

If she hadn’t been switched with Madison, she would be the Hale family’s heiress. How could she have endured hardships outside?

As for Madison, she hadn’t been violated. She was still standing there perfectly fine. Why was she so unrelenting?

Unrelenting?

Madison caught the word with her sharp ears.

She stood up from the couch. Her face was still the same, but now it didn’t appear inconspicuous at all.

Lowering her gaze, she looked down loftily at the mother and daughter who were embraced together.

“What if I insist on an apology?” Madison asked.