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Enna Clark felt nauseated upon hearing Jacob Clark’s name and hurried to the washroom.
Like its name, the washroom at the Left Bank was elegant. Enna turned on the faucet and just as she put her hand under the water, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
The voice belonged to…
Turning around, Enna indeed saw Juliet Jordan, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time.
Juliet looked as if she had aged ten years overnight. Despite her well-kept makeup, fatigue was evident in her eyes, and her usually perfect hair looked messy, and there seemed to be a red mark on her left cheek.
For more than twenty years, Juliet had always been elegant and indifferent in Enna’s mind. Even at the age of almost 45, she still looked like she was in her early 30s, the epitome of a noblewoman.
Now, she seemed to have aged suddenly, her black tresses tinged with grey. Despite her efforts to look the same as ever, the fatigue and aging in her eyes could not be hidden by dressing up.
They were both looking at each other.
Seeing Enna becoming prettier, and her eyes reflecting the grace of a pampered woman, a tinge of frustration flashed in Juliet’s eyes.
Why was her little Jasmine rotting in jail while Enna could latch onto a powerful figure like “Young Master Lawrence”?
She really didn’t understand what was so great about Enna that could attract such a big shot who would fiercely go after her interests.
She awkwardly stood in front of Enna, unsure of how to handle this illegitimate daughter she’d been ignoring for over 20 years, and called out again, “Enna…”
Besides the initial surprise of seeing Juliet in this state, Enna soon regained her composure. She asked, “What’s up?”
Juliet hadn’t expected this illegitimate daughter to have grown so powerful. She shifted awkwardly, looking into Enna’s eyes, and suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she fell onto her knees before Enna.
Her kneeling was crisp and forceful.
Before Enna had the chance to react, Juliet reached out her hand gripping Enna’s calf, begging with a sigh, “Enna…Auntie May has never asked you for anything all these years. This time, I beg you, forgive my brother, and spare Jasmine.”
Enna knew Juliet was there to plead for forgiveness, but didn’t expect her to go so far.
Juliet looked so pathetic. She was completely lost.
Unfortunately, however, Enna had no sympathy for anyone in the Clark family.
All the members of this family were beasts. Showing sympathy for them was cruelty to herself!
She calmly stood up, pulling away from Juliet’s grip, looking down at her face, asked indifferently, “Did my mom ever beg you?”
Juliet could only stare, lost for words…
She instinctively looked up at Enna.
“I know everything you and Jacob Clark did. Did my mom ever beg you two to show mercy?”
Juliet was visibly panicked, her mouth opening but unable to utter a single word.
Enna looked coldly into her eyes, her words slow and measured, “Neither you nor Jacob Clark showed mercy, why should I?”
“… please, Enna.” Juliet pleaded again.
“So you’re begging me and I should just let you all off?”
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