The True Lady Strikes Back novel (Cecilia and Christopher)

Chapter 40

Cecilia had never expected that her life experience would be exposed.

But Jonathan, the idiot, said it right in front of everyone.

Even if she hadn’t read the news, she knew that it was

something known by all.

She had never thought of playing the victim. But now that her life experience had been revealed, it

would be a shame if she didn’t take advantage of it.

Cecília took the grapefruit juice and drank it. The taste was. sour and sweet with a rich, fruity aroma.

She looked at Christopher and said, “I want everyone to know how the Yancey family have treated me

over the past three years and expose Juliana’s hypocrisy.”

Christopher nodded. “Ceci, Juliana wants you dead. You can’t be too soft.”

He thought Cecilia was being too soft on Juliana.

Speaking of Juliana, Cecilia suddenly remembered something.

“Juliana fell down the stairs and was almost disfigured by broken glasses. Was it you?” she asked.

Christopher did this, but he couldn’t state it explicitly. He replied, “Make a guess.

Cecilia had an answer in mind.

She put the juice cup on the table and looked at Christopher seriously.

‘I’m not soft on Juliana, but I want to slowly take away

everything she values. Cutting the flesh with a blunt knife hurts the most. Don’t interfere. It would be

more satisfying to take revenge myself.”

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“Okay, as you wish.”

After Christopher said that, he stood up and said, “Let’s go. I will take you to meet someone.” Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“William?” she guessed.

“Yes. Now that we have him locked up for a day, we should be able to get some answers out of him.”

As she was leaving the restaurant, Cecilia went to pay the bill, only to find that Christopher had already

paid for it.

“This meal is on me. Why did you settle the bill in advance? How much is it? I’ll transfer the money to

you,” she said.

“There’s no reason for you to pay for it when we’re dining together. You can treat me to your cooking

sometime in the future.”

Cecilia thought it was not difficult, so she agreed. “All right, I’m not too busy. I’m available any time.”

Christopher said, “I’ll contact you when I want to eat.”

They two chatted as they left the restaurant.

“Where did you lock William up?” Cecilia asked Christopher after they got into the car.

“Emerald Mansion.”

Emerald Mansion was a half-hour drive from the fine dining

restaurant.

Cecilia took off her high heels and was about to rub her reddened ankles when Christopher lifted her

calf and placed her foot on his lap.

“Take off your other shoe and put your foot on my lap.”

Christopher had already rubbed Cecilia’s foot before he finished speaking.

His palm was very hot, and his movements were gentle with a solemn look.

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Cecilia tried to pull her foot back, but Christopher grabbed her calf and stopped her from moving.

“I’ll prepare flats for you in the future so your feet don’t hurt,” he said.

“It’s okay. High heels make me look good and elegant.”

“No need to look good. Comfort is more important,” he advised.

Cecilia’s heartstrings were tugged, and her delicate fingertips curled up slightly.

She looked at Christopher, whose eyes were focused, and joked, “Mr. Forte is so considerate. How

many girlfriends have you had?”

“Zero. If you agree, you’ll be the first,” he replied.

“Mr. Forte…”

As soon as Cecilia spoke, Christopher pressed his hand to her lips. “I don’t like that title.”

She was shocked and looked at the man with a solemn expression. “Did you cover my mouth with the

hand that massaged my ankle?”

Christopher was amused. The blood-red mole in the corner of his eye glistened.

“It’s all part of your body. Don’t be disgusted with it,” he answered.

He let go of her even though he said so.

Cecilia huffed, took out a piece of tissue, and wiped her lips thoroughly.

“Then why don’t you drink the foot wash? After all, it’s all your body. There should be no distinction

between high and low!” she protested.

“Ceci, you look adorable when you’re frustrated. Don’t be so cold in the future. Young people should be

energized, just like,

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when you played drums.”

When Cecilia heard that, she knew Christopher had done it intentionally.

She immediately calmed down and returned to her usual indifference.

She couldn’t live as carefree as a normal person after going through so much.

They both stopped talking. The car was suddenly quiet, and even their breathing could be heard.

Cecilia felt the warmth and comfort of her ankle. The greed at the bottom of her heart couldn’t be

ignored.

When she tried to pull her foot back, Christopher let go of her.

“Put your other foot on it,” Christopher ordered.

“This foot doesn’t hurt. No need to rub it. Thank you.”

Christopher didn’t force Cecilia. “If you don’t want me to help you, just rub it yourself. Otherwise, it will

be sore tomorrow.”

“All right.”

Christopher leaned back in his seat and pulled out his phone to read the message after confirming

Cecilia was rubbing her ankle.

Word had spread that Cecilia was the daughter of the Yancey family.

But because her online presence was so weak, netizens didn’t dig up much of her past information.

Regarding the message Christopher had received, he did a favor and typed two keywords: [Juliana,

Central Hospital.]

When Juliana was first diagnosed with a blood disorder, she was hospitalized many times, almost once

a month.

Even after recovering, she still went to the hospital frequently to torture Cecilia.

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So even though the Yancey family did a covert job and didn’t disclose her condition to the public, it

wasn’t hard to find out, When the car arrived at Emerald Mansion, the news that Cecilia had given

Juliana blood transfusions for three years, totaling more than 30, became the top trending topic.

[My idol is so pitiful. She draws blood almost once a month, at least 400 ml each time. Luckily, she’s

still alive!]

[It’s my first time seeing a real “vampire!” Once a month, like in a menstrual cycle?]

[This worldview is new to me. Draw the blood of your

biological daughter to save your adopted daughter. This is ridiculous. Such a st**id move.]

Cecilia is willing to draw blood herself. She gets 60 million dollars in three years, which most people

can’t earn in their lifetime!]

[Besides, the Yancey family also compensated Cecilia with 15% of the shares. She made a fortune.]

[You poor fool! Get out of here! Cecilia was the daughter. Didn’t she deserve it?]

[Inside news! Cecilia sold an herb plantation worth 1.*2 billion dollars. She doesn’t need that 60 million

dollars!]

[I’m speechless.]

The comment section was very lively. Christopher read it carefully and even commented himself from

time to time to help.

He knew very well that the more controversial it was, the more popular it would be.

Cecilia waved her hand before him when she saw him staring intently at the phone. “We’ve arrived at

Emerald Mansion,” she said.

Christopher came back to his senses and handed his phone to

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Cecilia. “Look!”.

Cecilia curiously took over the slightly hot phone and saw the news about her life experience.

The comment section was very lively, and most of them felt sorry for her.

Some helped the Yancey family and Juliana clear their names, but it all backfired.

After all, sophistry could never defeat facts.

She looked at the message window in the lower right corner. The number in the red bubble box

increased rapidly, indicating the number of messages had exceeded 99.

She looked at Christopher as she thought about Joel editing the video to smear her and Yvette coming

to help personally.

She thought, “Christopher is too old to do such a childish thing, right?”

Christopher was confused by her gaze and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you not satisfied with the result

now? I’ll hire some ghostwriters right away to increase public opinion.”

Cecilia shook her head. “No. I’m not dissatisfied. But I didn’t expect you to comment on something so

boring.”

“Everything about you is important, not boring.”

Christopher took his phone back after explaining. He called Solomon to ask him to hire some

ghostwriters to attack the Yancey family.

So when the market opened tomorrow, Yancey Corporation’s stock would surely drop again.

Cecilia wanted to buy the shares of Yancey Corporation, so Christopher had to get her the lowest price.