Mrs. Perez, furious, cursed at her, "I must have been blind to ever consider you as a potential daughter-in-law. Thank goodness my son doesn't like you. If you'd actually gotten into our family, you would've turned our lives upside down!" "Well, you came to me first," Tiffany shot back, pressing forward. "You made me the 'other woman' and even had me drink that 'special' tea. Who knows what effects that drink might have had on my health?"

Since they were fully at odds now, Tiffany didn't hold back. "I'll give you two options. Either you make sure I marry Quincy or you give me a payout. You managed to drug him once, so you can do it again or give me a payout of ten million." Mrs. Perez's jaw dropped at the demand. "Ten million? You must be dreaming!"

Such an amount would be enough to live off for several lifetimes. And even if her son had that much in liquid assets, which was doubtful, it was hard-earned money. She would never let Tiffany take it so easily.

"No money? Fine, don't blame me for what comes next." Tiffany pulled out her phone and held the screen toward Mrs. Perez.

A cold wave of dread washed over her. "What are you planning to do?"

"Oh, just share all your wonderful deeds with the online world," Tiffany replied smugly. "Your son's a company CEO, and his wife is the daughter of the Fay family. Once this hits the internet, people will tear you apart." Mrs. Perez began to shake. Tiffany was pushing her into a corner, knowing full well that she had nothing left to lose. Today, she would get her ten million, one way or another.

"Tiffany, how could you stoop this low?" Mrs. Perez's lips trembled. She tried to sit up, but it was nearly impossible in her condition.

At that moment, Mrs. Perez finally

understood how horribly she had miscalculated. She had been

captivated by a false image of

Tiffany's sweet, flattering

personality. By contrast, Lydiale

always been genuine, never putting

on an act.

The more she thought about it, the more regret consumed her. She had let a greedy, deceitful woman manipulate her and nearly lost a daughter-in-law like Lydia. Tiffany cut off her thoughts with a cold demand. "Enough talking. Are you paying or not? Decide fast. If you're not giving me the money, I'll start streaming now." Mrs. Perez tried to stall, "Fine. I'll give you the money. Just go home, and I'll transfer it to you as soon as I've gathered the amount."

"Please," Tiffany sneered, "as soon as I leave, you'll just go crying to your son. No, it's either cash now or I go live."

She stepped closer, practically shoving her phone in Mrs. Perez's face.

Seeing her hesitation, Tiffany didn't waste any more time. She started the livestream, raising her voice as she rattled off Mrs. Perez's deeds one by one.

Mrs. Perez didn't have that kind of money on hand.

The stream had only just started, so there weren't many viewers yet. But Mrs. Perez didn't know that. In her mind, her secrets were already going viral, ruining her son's reputation and potentially impacting the company's value. . Narugi

Realizing she had made so many mistakes, Mrs. Perez was overwhelmed with guilt and a sense of duty to protect her son. Desperate to end the stream, she stretched her arm, reaching for Tiffany's phone.

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