Chapter 10
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As Julia approached the Jackson Villa, she noticed a crowd of journalists camped outside, their cameras at the ready. Among them stood a visibly pregnant woman looking utterly miserable.
Just as Julia was about to exit the car, Harry’s phone rang. “Harry Mrs. Lucia brought people to the villa earlier. L… I’ve checked into a hotel.” Arya’s voice quivered through the phone, her distress clear. “Can you come see me? I need you here.”
Julia, sitting next to Harry, could just make out Arya’s words and raised an eyebrow in surprise. She hadn’t expected Lucia to take action so decisively, but she was relieved the troublemaker had been removed.
Harry replied in his usual calm tone, “Alright.” He hung up, then looked toward Rose, who stood at the villa’s entrance, teasing. “Mrs. Wright, show me how you’ll manage this situation
With a scoff. Julia stepped out of the car, her high heels clicking assertively on the pavement as she walked toward the villa. Meanwhile, Harry directed the driver to head to the hotel where Arya was waiting,
As soon as Julia made her appearance, the journalists surged forward, peppering her with questions.
“Mrs. Wright, is it true that Miss Clark is carrying Mr. Wright’s child?” a journalist asked.
“Did you try to blacklist her because of this?” another pressed.
Amidst the chaos, Rose, pale and shaken, approached Julia and clutched Julia’s arm, pleading for compassion. “Mrs Wright, I admit I’ve made mistakes, but please, have mercy. My child needs a father. I’ve spent ten years building my career in the entertainment industry, and now it’s all falling apart.”
The journalists eagerly captured every moment of the unfolding drama.
Julia, observing the scene, couldn’t help but smirk at the lack of integrity in show business. She looked down at Rose, a slight smile on her lips. “Miss Clark, you seem to be mistaken,” she said coolly, maintaining her poise. Tam Harry’s wife, so what makes you think you can say that to me?”
Rose’s complexion turned ashen as she lowered her head.
Julia’s response was icy. “I’m not sure why you’re here, claiming rights you don’t deserve. Have people from the entertainment industry become so reckless? How dare you meddle in my marriage and drag me through scandal? With a scornful look, she leaned in and gripped Rose’s chin. “By the way, is the child you’re carrying really my husband’s?”
Confronted with Julia’s piercing stare, Rose faltered momentarily but quickly recovered her defiance. “Of course it’s Mr. Wright’s! Mrs. Wright, everyone thinks you’re just his wife in name, with no real ties to Mr. Wright.” She pleaded as she clutched at Julia’s sleeve. “Please, have mercy on me and my child.”
Julia’s reply was cold and firm as she gently removed Rose’s hand. “I’m afraid mercy isn’t something I can offer.”
As Julia turned to head toward the villa, a sharp cry stopped her “Oh, it hurts…”
Rose collapsed, her hands clutching her abdomen as blood stained her dress. Her face was ghostly pale, and tears streamed down her cheeks. “Mrs. Wright, 1 know you hate me, but this isn’t my child’s fault… How could you be so cruel? Please, save my baby…”
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