Chapter 4

Furious beyond control, I slapped Kelly across the face.

"You scumbags and homewreckers, go to hell!"

I grabbed Kelly by the throat, wishing I could drag her down with me.

"You... what's gotten into you? Someone, get over here and pull her off me!"

I was quickly restrained by the other servants.

Kelly slapped me across the face again and again, beating me until my mouth was full of blood.

"You crazy woman, what's gotten into you?"

Enraged, I kept trying to lunge at her even as the servants held me down.

One servant tried to reason with me:

"My God, do you know who you just hit?"

"That's the woman of the Aimar Group CEO!"

"She has power and influence. She could crush people like us with just a finger. Stop this madness!"

I let out a cold laugh.

Aimar Group?

When Howard said he wanted to start a business, he said the company name absolutely had to be 'Aimar.'

Because my name is Aimar.

This was the new name my mom gave me after she took me away from my father's hellhole.

Howard used to say this company was created so I could live a good life.

So not only would he use my name, but all the money the company made would go to me.

He said no matter what he did, everything would only be for me.

But I only knew about going out to my street stall every day. I didn't even know his company had already been established!

I struggled hard to break free, shouting, "I just can't stand these homewreckers!"

Seeing I still wouldn't back down, the servant punched me several more times.

He growled in my ear in a low voice:

"Who do you think you are to look down on mistresses?"

"People laugh at poverty, not prostitution. If you're so capable, make your husband rich too. Otherwise, why are you working as a housekeeper?"

"Let me tell you, since you're working as a housekeeper, keep your mouth shut. Not everyone is someone you can afford to provoke!"

Kelly started calling Howard, and the call connected in a second.

Kelly's voice was pitiful and tearful.

"Hello..."

Hearing something was wrong, he immediately asked what happened.

"What's wrong, baby? Who doesn't want to live anymore and dared to bully you?"

Kelly glared at me hard.

"It's the newly hired housekeeper."

"I don't know what got into her. She just jumped up and hit me!"

"She hit me so hard it hurts..."

The other end sounded heartbroken, constantly comforting her.

"It's okay, it's okay, baby. I'll be home soon. When I get back, I'll teach her a harsh lesson for you!"

Kelly seemed unsatisfied.

"How is that enough? That housekeeper even dared to call me a gold digger!"

The other end chuckled lightly. "She's not wrong, though. Aren't you a gold digger?"

Kelly got angry and shouted at him:

"It's one thing for me to be insulted, but can you really bear to let your son be called a bastard as soon as he's born?"

I froze. She even had a child?