Chapter 336
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“NO!” Yvonne snarled.
“You are not kneeling to her! Who the fuck does she think she is?”
Tears streamed down Liza’s face, but her hands stayed calm as she peeled Yvonne’s fingers off her arm.
“Fine,” she said in a shaky whisper, her voice dripping with fake sorrow.
“Christina, if this is what I have to do to bring you back, and for you to take over the company… then I’ll do it.”
Liza slowly sank to her knees, playing up the drama like she was in a stage play. She fully expected Christina to stop her, to get soft at the last second.
But Christina didn’t budge. She just stood there, arms crossed, watching with a look that said,
“Are you done yet?”
“Mom, stop!” Yvonne cried, yanking her mother up like it physically hurt to watch.
“You can’t kneel to this… this snake!”
Yvonne clutched Liza tightly, as if Christina might attack. Her voice cracked with rage as she glared at Christina.
“Christina! Making your own mother kneel—you’ve crossed the line! You’re such a traitorous, ungrateful monster!”
Christina stared coldly at Liza and Yvonne, both still lost in their dramatic little act. A sharp, icy smirk tugged at her lips as she locked eyes with Yvonne.
“That woman is your mother, not mine.”
Liza’s voice shook with fake emotion as she said,
“Yvonne, don’t worry about me. As long as it can appease your sister, I’ll do anything.”
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While Liza spoke, she made a big show of trying to push Yvonne away, dramatically struggling as if she were about to fall to her knees.
Christina watched their over-the-top performance with a bored expression. If they wanted to kneel so badly, they could’ve just done it already—no need for all the fake tugging and pulling. Did they really think she was dumb enough to fall for such a lousy act?
“Mom, why are you doing this?” Yvonne cried, her voice shaking.
“It’s the only way your sister might forgive us. I don’t have another option,” Liza said, keeping up her charade while gently wiping Yvonne’s tears.
“You two finished yet?” Christina snapped, slicing through their drama with her sharp voice. She didn’t wait for an answer.
“If you’re done, then move. Get the hell out of my way.”
Then Christina shoved past them.
“For God’s sake, spare me your antics. You two are such bad actresses.”
Without even glancing back, Christina walked away—calm and steady.
“Christina! You ungrateful bitch—karma’s gonna come for you!” Yvonne screamed, her voice breaking with pure rage.
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