Joy forcefully pushed Lucy away and Lucy stumbled backward, falling to the ground. It took her a moment to recover, and then she started yelling, "This is outrageous, outrageous! Joy, you ungrateful wretch! We kindly took you in, and you turned against us, stirring up trouble between mother and son, and even hitting me. I'll teach you a lesson today!"
Butler Michel heard the commotion and came running, asking on the way, "Madam, what happened?"
Joy sat down on the ground, crying softly, "Auntie, it's my fault. It's because I love Chris so much that I want to marry him. Auntie, you're right to hit me, sob…"
Michel sighed inwardly. Miss Joy was too weak. He had been working in this house for two years and knew the situation well. Miss Joy's love for Mr. Johnson was too humble.
"You wretch, who are you putting on this show for? Weren't you just acting high and mighty? Didn't you say that whoever has money is the mother!"
Lucy got up and was about to pounce on Joy. Michel quickly held her back, "Madam, Miss Joy knows she was wrong. Please calm down."
"You let go of me, I'm going to beat this rebellious wretch to death today!"
Joy stood up from the ground, "Auntie, I still have a lifetime to live with Chris, I can't be beaten to death by you."
She covered her face and ran off quickly.
Lucy was so angry she yelled at Michel, "You old fool, why aren't you going after her? Why are you holding me? I must teach this little wretch a lesson today!"
Lucy was so angry she felt like her head was going to explode. Joy, who had always been submissive to her, dared to rise against her!
She hadn't expected that Joy's usual weakness was all an act, and her true colors were revealed today!
Lucy's eyes darkened. She had to get a divorce, get Joy's property as soon as possible, and kick her out. She couldn't let Joy affect their mother-son relationship.
Joy didn't have many things, other than clothes, there was only a piano, a custom-made gift from her father for her 20th birthday.
The movers were quick. By the time Joy came out, they had already finished moving her things.
By the time Lucy came out, Joy had already left with the moving truck.
Lucy was so angry that she smashed several vases at home and called Christopher, "Get back here right now! My hand is almost ruined by that wretch."
The technique Joy used to hurt Lucy was skillful. There was no visible injury on Lucy's wrist, but it was very painful.
When Christopher came back and saw Lucy in such pain, he angrily called Joy, "How could you treat my mom like this?"
While Joy was directing the movers to arrange her things, she answered the phone with a look of grievance, "Chris, Auntie wanted to beat me to death, I was scared..."
"So you can hit my mom because you're scared? Can't you let her hit you a few times when she's angry, is she going to kill you?"
Joy said incredulously, "Chris, what are you talking about? How could I hit Auntie, are you misunderstanding something?"
"My mom said you hit her, her hand is so painful and she's been crying. Didn't you hit her?"
"Chris, you know what kind of person I am, how could I possibly hit Auntie, and besides, Auntie is so strong, I can't beat her even if I wanted to. How could Auntie frame me like this... "
As Joy spoke, she choked back tears, "I was thinking that if Auntie was angry, I would let her hit me, but she said... she said that after I get my money back, I should give it all to her to manage. But I promised you to buy a yacht, and if I give the money to Auntie, she definitely won't buy it for you, so I didn't agree with her. Then she got very angry, pulling my hair and slapping me, saying that I'm useless even if I marry into the family, and I don't even give her the money to manage... I was beaten by Auntie until my face was swollen, and my hands were all injured. If I hadn't run away, I would have been beaten to death. You can ask Michel about this, how could I possibly attack Auntie, I didn't refuse to let Auntie manage my money, after buying the yacht I'll give it to her... she can't frame me like this because of this..."
While Joy was sobbing pitifully on the phone, she was calmly directing the placement of the pink piano by the large window near the garden.
The two movers carrying the piano had already given her several sidelong glances.
She was speaking so pitifully and tragically, but there were no tears on her face at all. This was some high-level acting, genuinely terrifying.
In Christopher's eyes, Joy was a docile, obedient, timid, and fearful fool. After listening to her explanation, Christopher understood.
His mother was putting on a show to control Joy's money.
Christopher frowned, he had never felt anything wrong with his mother managing his money before, after all, she was his mother. But after being reminded by Joy, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Why did he marry this stupid woman, Joy, wasn't it for the money? If he had the money and couldn't spend it freely and enjoy it, then what was the point?
He had to take control of the money himself. Whatever Amanda wanted to buy, he would buy it for her!
He couldn't let Amanda suffer while being his mistress.
"You can't just run away like this. My mom hurt her hand. You need to come back and take care of her and ask for her forgiveness."
Joy's face turned cold, Christopher obviously believed her but still wanted her to go back and take care of Lucy and ask for her forgiveness.
And he hadn't even asked a word of concern when she was almost beaten to death by Lucy.
How could such a vicious man be the male lead, yuck!
Joy hesitated and said, "I would like to come back, but I have an appointment to meet a lawyer..."
"Then you go see the lawyer first, I'll calm my mom down here." Christopher decided for her before she could finish talking.
He does love money. Since he loves money so much, I need to make him understand who his mother is.
After the moving company left, Joy made another call to BIG SIS, "SIS, I want to help my fiance buy a yacht, the kind you can buy with a high-interest loan. The higher the interest, the better, since it's my fiance, I'm not afraid."
"You're a money-sending little girl. I have a friend who happens to be selling his yacht, and he also has a limited-edition sports car that he just bought. If you buy them together, he can give you the biggest discount. His loan procedure is also simple, it depends on what you can mortgage."
"My fiance has a villa in Madeira, which should be worth about twenty million. You can check it out. My fiance's name is Christopher. I will bring his ID and our marriage certificate to apply for the loan, I won't cause you any inconvenience."
BIG SIS chuckled, "You little lady, you're well-prepared. I'll check it out and send you the address, you can come over."
Joy opened the document bag she brought back from the City Hall, took out two "Marriage Application Forms", tore them up directly, and threw them into the trash can.
Then she took out Christopher's various identification documents.
When Christopher was getting the marriage certificate, he recklessly left her to comfort his mistress, leaving all these documents with her. It would be a waste not to use them.