My Mom's Second Marriage Gifted Me Seven Brothers

Panda Novel

Mary didn't even bat an eyelid. "Yeah. When I slept in the attic, she always put rats and cockroaches in my room. She also deliberately cut my clothes, tore up my books and homework, splashed water on me while I was asleep, and made me do all the housework. Isn't that mean?"

She knew that Jayce must have thoroughly investigated her before picking her up from the publishing house!

Fortunately, the technology and methods of the Intelligence Bureau were superior, so he should have only found out what he could.

Selena looked at Mary with a sobbing tone. "Mary, I'm sorry for my previous stupidity. I'm really, really sorry... Actually, my mother, your aunt, she really misses you..."

Mary's eyes turned cold. She finally looked up at her cousin. "Selena, I'm not a little girl anymore."

Mary recalled the two months she had been bullied. Even when she had left their house with her luggage, she had not received the school's accommodation application and had been living on the streets. Mary did not regret her decision to leave.

That had only strengthened her willpower and determination to survive on her own!

Jayce asked Mary, "How do you want to take revenge on her?"

Mary blinked. She looked at Selena, who was about to kneel down to her, and suddenly smiled. "Why don't you keep her?"

Selena was so grateful that she almost cried.

But Jayce laughed.

This girl was more interesting than he had imagined!

That afternoon, Selena was beaten up.

Since then, she was teased almost every time she got off work.

There was even one time when she was dragged into an alley by two strong men.

Because of her selfishness and stupidity, she had ruined so many people's jobs in an instant, so someone was taking revenge on her maliciously.

She was tortured to the point where she couldn't bear it anymore, so she took the initiative to leave her job, and never appeared in Rose restaurant again..

After their unpleasant lunch, Jayce and Mary changed places to drink coffee.

This time, because of Jayce, Mary was treated like the VIP guest throughout the entire journey.

"Diana filled your wardrobe with clothes, and you went to Monroe's place without bringing any?"

Mary scratched her head awkwardly. "I think it's more comfortable to wear this."

Jayce looked at her deeply. Although she was dressed casually, it was undeniable that Mary was confident, youthful, beautiful, and charming without any disguise.

His heart suddenly softened. "Do you want to know how to take down your fourth brother?"

Mary's eyes lit up. "Please advise me, big brother!"

Jayce said, "Your fourth brother is a pushover. Moreover, he appreciates capable people."

When Mary heard this, she already had some ideas in her mind.

"However, I think he only wants to lock me up for a month and then quickly kick me out. I have no chance to show him my true self!"

Jayce smiled. "That will depend on your own ability. Mary, I still have things to do in the afternoon. Let's call it a day. I will visit Monroe when I have time."

Mary was a little disappointed that they were going to part so soon.

"Jayce, I have one last question!"

Jayce had already stood up and looked down at her.

"I mean, did Henry's words that day make you afraid of my existence?"

Jayce did not expect her to ask such a bold question!

This girl, was she really... too naive?

"Yes, for a moment."

Jayce answered honestly.

He was the eldest son of the Hall family. Since his youth, he had been groomed to be the heir of the group. Moreover, he was born with astonishing talent in business.

Mary said "Don't worry, although Henry was just joking, I never thought of taking a single cent from the Hall family. I am me, Mary Dawson. My future will depend on myself!"

Jayce reached out and gently stroked her head. "Then I have faith in your future, little Mary."

When Jayce left, Mary refused to let Jason send her back.

She had come out specially because she was going to meet an old friend tonight.

At Nightshade Bar.

Mary wore a mask and a sexy bunny uniform. She held a tray and a bottle of wine in one hand as she walked down the dark corridor.