I looked at Brandon, who was staring at me in shock. I wanted to know if you loved me, the real me.
But I got my answer tonight, didn’t I? You stood there while they tore me apart. You said nothing when your mother slapped me.
You watched your sister rip my dress. You were silent, Emma. Brandon fell to his knees. Please, I didn’t know.
I swear I didn’t know who you were. If I had known. And there it is, I said, my voice breaking.
You’re sorry because of who I am, not because of what they did to me. If I had really been poor, you would have let them throw me out like garbage.
You’re not sorry they hurt me, Brandon. You’re sorry you just lost a billionaire.
My father made a phone call, putting it on speaker.
Howard, I need you to immediately pull all Harrison Technology investments from Hayes Real Estate Corporation. What? Kenneth Hayes shouted. No, you can’t.
Check your records, Mr. Hayes. We own 35% of your company. We’re pulling out effective immediately. That will bankrupt us,” Kenneth’s voice was panicked.
“You should have thought about that,” my father said coldly before your family assaulted my daughter.
Clarissa literally fell to her knees. “Please, Mr. Harrison, I’m begging you. We’ll lose everything.” Natasha tried to approach me, mascara running.
Emma, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean any of it. Please, you have to believe me. You meant every single word, I said quietly.
You ripped my dress. You laughed while people recorded my humiliation.