Joey, feigning distress, started crying as she explained, “She said I’m not good enough for you because of my background. But that’s not even the worst part. The most infuriating thing is that she dared to insult your mother, claiming that she built her business empire by sleeping her way to the top.
“Thank goodness I heard her say it first. If the media caught wind of it, imagine how it would tarnish your mom’s reputation!”
Upon hearing this, my son’s expression darkened. He glared at me with disgust and kicked me hard in the abdomen.
My son, who took over the company from me in just a year, was someone I knew had a ruthless side when dealing with others.
I never expected that today, because of Joey’s words, he would turn that ruthlessness on me.
With the sock still stuffed in my mouth, I could only manage weak, gasping cries.
“Since she dared to slander your mother, she should know what it feels like to be publicly humiliated. My mom just recorded a video of the whole thing. What do you think we should do with it?” Joey suggested, holding up her phone to show him the video she had just recorded.
At that moment, I felt a mix of shame and fury like never before.
Despite the unbearable pain in my legs and my weakened state, I tried to lift myself up, desperate to tell my son who I really was.
But this only made him more disgusted with me.
He grabbed Joey’s phone and uploaded the video to a social media platform. “You insult my mom? You must have a death wish,” he said through gritted teeth, ripping off the hood that covered my head.
