You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 52

Patricia’s lips twisted into a cool, mocking smile. “Didn’t my dear husband just hit the trending list with your sister? If a man’s willing to sleep with his own brother’s wife, do you really think he gives a damn about his reputation?”

“Newton Enterprises and the Miller family—” Patricia didn’t even get to finish. Joseph lunged forward and wrapped his hand around her throat, cutting her off.

He squeezed so hard, it looked like he might haul her right out of her wheelchair.

Jackson saw what was happening and didn’t hesitate. He stormed over and kicked Joseph straight in the side, sending him crashing right to the boutique’s entrance.

Patricia gasped for air, hand at her neck, and then glanced up. Jackson and Joseph were already locked in a fight—well, it was more Jackson beating the crap out of him. Joseph barely got a hit in.

Patricia just sat there and watched, no intention of stepping in.

It was the guys who’d come with Joseph who started panicking. They rushed over, shouting, “Patricia, please! If this keeps up, someone’s going to get hurt!”

She shot back a glare, ice cold. “Oh? And when he was choking me, none of you thought someone might die?” Her eyes were sharp, daring them to say one more word.

One day, she thought, I’ll settle the score with Joseph first.

The group fell silent, fake smiles dropping off their faces. No one could figure out what had gotten into Joseph. Who attacks someone in a wheelchair? He had to be out of his mind.

Eventually, the boutique manager came running, begging Jackson to stop. It took some convincing, but Jackson finally let Joseph go.

Patricia calmly straightened her blouse, her voice like a blade. “Mr. Miller, instead of wasting your time blaming me, maybe go home and teach your parents how to raise their daughter. Even if things aren’t great between Theo and me, that’s between husband and wife. Your sister has no business getting involved. And you—knowing your brother has a wife, but still trying to push your own sister into his bed? You dare lecture me? Your sister’s happy to be the other woman, then shows off about it on social media like it’s something to be proud of. With a family like yours, no wonder your ancestors must be turning in their graves.”

“Patricia—” Joseph lunged for her again, but Jackson stepped forward, ready to throw down.

Patricia, meanwhile, wasn’t just sitting around. She asked the staff for the security footage and posted it straight to the internet. No hashtags. No comments. Just a man choking a woman in public—enough to set the internet on fire.

It didn’t take long for people online to put the pieces together.

The sister slept with Patricia’s husband. The brother attacked Patricia. The whole Miller family only picks on those who can’t fight back.

Before long, the Miller family hotel website was hacked, plastered with the scandal.

Patricia scrolled through the headlines, then tossed her tablet aside and got ready for bed.

She was just reaching for the light when Marian knocked and poked her head in. “Miss, Mr. Newton is here. He’s waiting at the door.”