Chapter 1631
Chapter 1631
Why would she slap her instead?!
She could tell Mrs. Collins had put all her might into that slap. Serena's cheek was visibly reddened
and swollen.
It seemed Louisa wasn't done yet, as she delivered a second resounding slap to Serena's face.
The sound echoed crisply in the air, startling even those two servants who were cleaning the garden
nearby.
What on earth was going on? They had thought Mr. and Mrs. Collins had come out to bring Ms. Serena
back in.
That slap was too much for Serena to handle. She collapsed onto the snow-covered ground,
bewildered as to why her mother would hit her.
Louisa, trembling with anger, threw a thick envelope at Serena's face. It took Serena a moment to
gather herself and pick it up, only to find it was a lawyer's letter from Ms. Kiki.
The letter itself was only two pages long, but attached were more than a dozen pages of printouts.
They were screenshots of Serena's online rants against a singer named Summer, including her spiteful
exchanges with Summer's fans.
[That concert was so noisy; how could anyone sing so flawlessly? It had to be pre-recorded.]
[The voice you all heard was processed. I know Summer personally, and her real voice is nothing
special. She wouldn't dare sing live in public; she just lip-syncs.]
[I know Summer; she's a distant relative of mine. Not only is her singing mediocre, but under that mask,
her face is quite unpleasant. Only her eyes are passable. Overall, she's nothing compared to me.]
[And her lyrics and compositions aren't even her own. She's got a whole team behind her; don't ask me
how I know.]
And it wasn't just these. Her online spats with Summer's fans were also meticulously captured.
[Summer really can't sing and isn't that pretty, and she's got no talent. Can't we even speak the truth
anymore?]
[I really do know her. She's a freshman in college right now. If you don't believe me, go dig it up
yourselves.]
[Jealous of her? A joke! She's hideous.]
[You're all brain-dead!]
[Shake your heads, do you hear the ocean? Brain-dead, every one of you, supporting trash like
Summer?]
[Yeah, right, she's trash, and I said it. What are you going to do about it?]
[You're nothing but barking dogs. Come on, keep barking. I've had my rabies shots; I'm not afraid of
you!]
[If you've got nothing better to do, come be my doorman. I'm afraid my status might just scare you to
death.]
Serena hadn't finished reading, but she knew the gist of what she'd posted.
She clutched at Louisa's trousers, trying to explain, but Louisa stepped back, uttered in an incredulous
tone, "You dare to speak of your sister like that. On the surface, you pretend to be remorseful, but
behind our backs, you're still up to no good!"
"Mom??" Serena looked up, her face a picture of shock, "Summer is my sister? I truly had no idea,
nobody told me. I've been locked up next door, feeling terrible, and then I saw Summer's singing video.
She sounded so beautiful that at first I only questioned it. When Summer's fans wouldn't let it go, I just
snapped back at them. I didn't know she is my sister, really, you have to believe me."
Tears rolled down Serena's cheeks as she sobbed, her face the very image of innocence and distress.
"You didn't know Summer is your sister? You explicitly told others online you knew her, that she was a
college freshman!" Louisa's voice was filled with frustration, "You called her trash, a monster, and you
slandered the lyrics and songs she made, saying they weren’t hers. You've truly disappointed me! It's
horrifying!!"