Chapter 2

"You bad woman, what are you trying to do to my mom and dad!"

The sharp object grazed my neck. I felt something cold, and when I raised my hand to touch it, there was blood!

Derek and Vivian's child stood in front of me with his hands on his hips, looking exactly like a carbon copy of his father with that arrogant expression.

As the object clattered to the ground, I finally saw what it was—a small pair of scissors.

Though they weren't large and the child didn't have much strength, they had definitely cut my neck.

I walked over, picked up the scissors, and threw them back without hesitation. But Derek was quick—he stepped forward and blocked the child.

Unfortunately, the scissors didn't touch his skin.

Neither of them was hurt.

"Serena! Have you lost your mind? What are you doing to a child!"

Vivian let out a piercing shriek, screaming as she threw herself into Derek's arms.

"Derek, are you okay?"

After checking Derek from head to toe, she went to examine her child.

After confirming they were both fine, she ran up to me and slapped me across the face.

I didn't react in time and actually let her land the hit.

But I wasn't someone to be pushed around—I immediately slapped her back.

Derek seemed shocked that I, now just a servant, would dare to be so bold. He swung his hand and shoved me to the ground.

"You crazy woman, what the hell do you want? I get it now—you knew I'd be at the Harrison party today, didn't you? You were waiting here on purpose to hurt my child and my wife!"

Vivian's scream had already drawn a lot of attention.

Now, with this commotion, a crowd gathered around us, whispering.

"Isn't that Mr. Kingsley? Why is he getting physical with a servant?"

"I saw it clearly just now—this woman tried to hurt Mr. Kingsley's child!"

"That's right. Someone else's wife got angry and tried to discipline her, and she dared to hit back!"

"So shameless. Does she think working as a servant for the Harrisons makes her one of them? She's not even worthy of carrying Mr. Harrison's shoes!"

I had been pushed to the ground by Derek and listened silently to everyone's commentary.

I thought of my child who had already passed away.

My heart felt both tragic and absurd. I had merely disciplined Vivian's child, and Derek flew into a rage and attacked me.

But my child, when he was dying in that hospital bed, called out "Daddy" over and over again.

And Derek remained completely unmoved.

I clenched my teeth and my fists.

A few seconds later, I released them.

Forget it. Patience for a moment brings calm.

I had secretly bought the Harrison family's lost Ocean Heart gemstone at auction at a high price, hiding it from everyone.

I did this to surprise Brandon today, and I didn't want some dirty things to ruin it.

I slowly got up. Brandon had an art class today and should be picking him up right now—he'd be back any minute.

I wanted to hide and surprise him and our child.

However, the onlookers' words grew increasingly vicious. Some called me shameless, some called me a whore, and one person even called me a mistress.

I couldn't understand where these blind people got the idea I was a mistress.

Did they think that when a man appeared with two women at the same time, one of them must be a mistress?

I glared viciously at the man who called me a mistress.

The man saw my fierce expression and immediately fell silent.

But Derek clearly had no intention of letting me go. Seeing my defiant attitude, he sneered again.