The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 411

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for Donald, sitting not far behind her, to hear. As expected, he turned to look, but his eyes were on the person sitting across from Judy.

It wasn't the familiar face he knew, and his brow furrowed.

Penelope whispered to Timothy, “Did you brief Gloria properly?”

“Don’t worry.”

Over at the other table, Gloria heard the question and smirked. “Of course it was me. Did you think it was my mother?”

“Ha!” Judy scoffed.

“My mother passed away from a serious illness three years ago. You knew that perfectly well, yet you still called her out online for a confrontation!”

“Since your mother is dead, you should keep your mouth shut too!”

“My mother did nothing wrong. What gives you the right to frame and insult her as you please!”

Edith was dead.

Donald was stunned when he overheard their conversation. He couldn't believe it, his gaze trembling. He wanted to go over and demand an explanation, but their back-and-forth only served to confirm the fact that Edith was gone.

“Twenty years ago, I went to the Bishop family home but was thrown out by you. Three years ago, my mother brought me to you, hoping I could be accepted into the family, but you refused. Now, my mother is gone, and I want nothing more to do with you Bishops. Yet you keep dragging her name through the mud, slandering and insulting her. What exactly are you trying to do?” Gloria’s voice was filled with righteous anger.

“Actually, if you had just kept your mouth shut and stayed out of sight, this whole thing would have blown over quickly,” Judy said, leaning back in her chair with an air of superiority.

“My mother was framed by you…”

“So what? What can you do about it?”

“You think I’m helpless against you?”

“Truth and justice. That is the bottom line I will always defend!”

“Damn, she’s so shameless!” Norton fumed.

Penelope looked at the two posts Judy had made, which were quickly trending. It was both absurd and amusing. Muting the account was a dirty trick, but an effective one. If she were dealing with someone without financial resources, it would have worked. But Penelope had money; Judy couldn’t silence her.

But for now, her goal was to make Donald see Judy for who she really was.

The more vicious she acted, the clearer Donald would see.

Gloria gritted her teeth in anger. “So you’re determined to pin this on my mother, aren’t you?”

“She and Jack were always involved.”