My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

“Besides you, Benjamin is the only one with the marriage certificate. If it wasn’t you, who was it? Do you really think Benjamin would stand by and watch the Forrester Group burn? Do you think he’s stupid enough to leak his own marriage certificate and get dragged through the mud with you?”

The more Hortensia spoke, the angrier she became, raising her hand to slap Rebekah across

the face.

A harsh, gravelly voice cut through the tension.

“Stop it!”

Old Mr. Forrester stood on the landing above, cane in hand, his expression severe as he looked

down at the scene.

Hortensia did not dare defy the old man. With a face full of resentment, she let her arm drop to

her side.

Old Mr. Forrester’s cold gaze fell on Rebekah.

“You. Come with me.”

Sensing his foul mood, Rebekah didn’t say a word and simply followed him upstairs.

Behind her, she heard Shawn’s whining voice as he clung to his grandmother.

“Grandma! I don’t want this loser for a mom anymore! You promised Dad would marry Aunt Candice. Can’t you make them get married soon?”

“I can’t wait for Aunt Candice to be my new mommy,” the boy chirped, his voice full of hope.

A bitter smile touched Rebekah’s lips. She truly was a failure of a mother.

Inside the study, Old Mr. Forrester sat down and fixed Rebekah with a stern look.

“Rebekah, you shouldn’t have done this.” His voice was utterly devoid of warmth.

It was clear to Rebekah that he, too, believed she was responsible.

“Grandfather, I didn’t do it,” she explained, her voice edged with desperation.

“But it’s true you went to prison for a hit-and-run, isn’t it?”

Rebekah fell silent.

While her prison time was no secret within the Forrester family, what Old Mr. Forrester didn’t know was that Benjamin had been the one to frame her. But she had no way to prove it.

Old Mr. Forrester sighed, his face etched with disappointment.

“Rebekah, all I wanted was for you and Benjamin to have a peaceful life together. I wanted your marriage to be public, but not like this. Do you have any idea what a crisis you’ve created for the

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Forrester Group?”

Looking at him, Rebekah realized for the first time that no matter how kind he was to her, he would never tolerate anything that harmed the company.

His trust in her was just as fragile as Benjamin’s.

A sour knot formed in her stomach, and her eyes began to sting.

“Grandfather, whether you believe me or not, I didn’t do this.”

Seeing her refusal to admit guilt, the disappointment in his eyes deepened.

He was fond of Rebekah; just last night, he’d deliberately gotten Benjamin drunk hoping to push them closer. But as much as he liked her, he couldn’t let the Forrester Group suffer.

Perhaps, he thought, his insistence had been a mistake.

Back in her room, Rebekah scrolled through her phone and discovered that the few boutiques that had approached her for collaborations yesterday were now joining the online mob against

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