Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 170

The viewers in the live stream were also glued to their screens, their curiosity piqued.

Sensing her opportunity, Larry's mother cried out, "Natalie, it was you who seduced my son! You framed him! I heard you've framed your own family before. You're a repeat offender!"

Natalie turned to her with a smile. "Oh, you know my family? Did you do your research before you came here? I'm an orphan. How can an orphan have a family?"

She shot a half-smiling glance at Joanna. "Ms. Scott, I gave you a chance. You're the one who refused it and insisted on slinging mud at me. Well, in that case, I'll just have to let everyone enjoy this video of you and Larry at the Starlight Hotel."

"Joanna is not as despicable as you are!" Larry's mother shouted, trying to protect her benefactor. "Don't try to frame her! If you want to frame someone, frame me, this old woman! You're the shameless one! Your family must be so disappointed in you, right? Being kicked out doesn't feel good, does it? And being abandoned by your husband must have hurt, which is why you went after my son!"

The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them. In her panic, what had she just said?

Joanna's face turned ashen.

Natalie savored the look of horror on their faces. It was priceless.

"Ah..." Natalie feigned surprise. "So you two know each other? You're working together! You team up to bully me, then turn around and accuse me of being abandoned by my family and my husband. Why don't you ask Joanna why I was abandoned? Does she dare to admit it?"

"Do you think the police station is your personal playground? The information on their official website, the reports they release—can those be faked?"

Joanna was speechless. What was wrong with this old hag? She was usually so sharp-tongued, but today she had lost her cool completely.

Just then, the police arrived.

"The police are here!"

The gossip-hungry reporters froze. The crowd of onlookers went still. They had managed to attract the police.

Joanna, however, felt a strange sense of relief.

An officer walked up to Larry's mother. "Mrs. Zade," he said sternly, "every one of your son's crimes has been substantiated with concrete evidence. Are you trying to get us to dig up even more evidence of his wrongdoing by causing a scene here?"