The old woman knew that by striking first, she had seized control of the narrative, leaving Joanna with little room to maneuver.
Joanna was stunned. Had Marshall told this old witch about the hotel?
"Mrs. Spencer, how can you slander me like this?" Joanna started crying again. "Your grandson almost raped me… Mr. Wilson, you have to stand up for me!"
"Heh…" Mrs. Spencer sneered. "Something happens, and you don't call your parents or the police for help, but you turn to Mr. Wilson? Joanna, even with Mr. Wilson backing you, I won't let this go. You drugged my grandson, and I will hold you fully accountable for what you've done to him."
Her tone was unyielding.
Joanna was frightened. This damn old woman was ruining her plan. "Mrs. Spencer, I just came in here to change! A waiter spilled a drink on my dress. As I was changing, your grandson accosted me. Everyone saw it when they came in! Besides, why would I try to seduce your grandson in a place like this? He may not care about his reputation, but I do! I'm young, with a promising movie about to start filming. Why would I do something to destroy my own career? Mrs. Spencer, I know you are powerful and it would be easy for you to crush a simple girl like me, but you can't just frame me! I was the one who was almost assaulted!"
Joanna's tearful performance skillfully painted the old matriarch as a powerful bully, turning her into the target of public scrutiny.
Mrs. Spencer had used her influence many times in her life, but always with integrity. She had never encountered someone as shameless as Joanna.
"Fine! If you want to talk about power, then let's call the police and let them handle this."
She signaled for her assistant to make the call.
But Joanna was confident, her eyes red as she shouted, "Go ahead, Mrs. Spencer! Call them! I'm the victim here. Let's see if the police will be swayed by the Spencer family's power or if they'll give me the justice I deserve!"
His pupils contracted. She thought he was dirty?
"Natalie, you…" Before he could finish, Marshall interrupted him.
"Natalie… Natalie…"
He was finally coming to.
A large lump was already forming on the back of Natalie's head, the skin stretched tight and painful. But seeing Marshall awake, she managed a small, tearful smile. "Marshall, are you lucid now?"

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