Marry's accusations became even more aggressive as she went on, her voice growing louder with each word.

Grace's expression fell. She had had enough of Marry throwing accusations around boldly even after hurting people. She thought that Marry really was something else.

All these years, she had pretended to be virtuous and kind. Now that her true colors were exposed, she no longer had to restrain herself.

Although Grace's expression remained cold, she didn't feel too angry.

It was unnecessary to be angry at someone like Marry.

On the contrary, the more Grace appeared to be nonchalant, the angrier Marry became.

Marry's pretty face was contorted due to her screams and roars, and she looked all the more sinister.

"They say that what comes around goes around." Grace glanced at Marry. "You've finally gotten what you deserve."

"It's all because of your mother," Marry retorted loudly. "It was all because of you. If you hadn't come, Dad wouldn't have treated me like that!"

That was a ridiculous claim.

However, Marry thought that her claims were logical.

"Without you, I wouldn't have been neglected, and I would've had all of Dad's love and attention. But all of you just had to come and ruin everything. I lived in agony for years. Having a stepmom was like also having a stepdad," Marry roared.

Grace rolled her eyes. "Marry, stop lying. My mother treated you better than she treated me."

"That's only because I knew how to please people, unlike you." Marry seemed delighted to say that, but once she thought of her own misfortune, her tone changed instantly. "But so what? She was your mother, not mine."

"You'll never be content, will you?" Grace asked flatly. "You were too greedy, and you blamed others for that. It was you who contorted your own reality and made up your own logic and reasoning. It was all you."

"No! It was all because of you guys. Without you barging into my life, I wouldn't have ended up like this. It must be nice to play nice when you're really the one who invaded my life!" Marry glared at her fiercely, her eyes blood red.

In contrast to Marry's fury that had stemmed from her declining state of sanity, Grace remained calm. She could see that Marry was trying to hide her weak side through angry shouts and loud screams.

It was all because of her own insecurities.

Grace recalled that their father had treated all of them equally, unlike how Marry had described it.

"You don't have to victimize yourself so badly. Even if my mom wasn't there, Dad would've married someone else," Grace stated.

"Ha!" Marry sneered. "If it wasn't for your mother, my father would not have divorced."

"Marry, stop exaggerating. You're twisting the truth to your advantage." Grace replied in a low voice. "When my mom married Dad, your parents were already divorced. It happened long ago, when you were born."

"That's because when my mother was pregnant with me, my father had gotten together with your mother," Marry returned indignantly.

"Your logic is really flawed," Grace raised an eyebrow. "You said before that I am not my father's child, but now you say that your mother was pregnant with you when Dad got together with my mother. Since he was so in love with my mother to the point where he filed for a divorce, why would my mother betray him and give birth to a child who is not his daughter?"

Marry faltered for a second and retorted, "That's because your mother was a very shameless woman. Her private life was a mess, and she messed around with so many men."

"If that's the case, would Father have abandoned his wife and married someone who messed around?" Grace analyzed calmly. "Was he stupid?"

Marry had no reply to that.

Grace added, "You're just saying whatever you want now. You're not in your right mind. You'd better think before you speak, otherwise the more you speak, the more flaws will appear in your made-up stories." "Whatever! All of you are the ones who wronged me anyway!" Marry snapped back, as if she had been wronged by the entire world.

"Let's not talk about your stories filled with loopholes. Even if they were true, they're not excuses for you to hurt people as you please. You are the one with a problem here," Grace replied.

"You're the one who's the problem here," Marry roared, as if she had lost her mind.

Grace finally realized that Marry was at the end of her wits. She was lashing out constantly, as if she had lost her sanity.

Marry had always been a strong-headed person. Of course, people like her couldn't stand being a prisoner, let alone being restrained in this way, as if she was the inferior one.

Grace only looked at her coldly. "You can blame others when you were young, but you've grown up now. When you drugged me, Alice, and Simon, you were already grown up. You're too cruel for your own good. This is all your karma."

"Yes, it's what I deserve." Marry burst out laughing. "I won't deny it. I did it all by myself. I deserve it, but you won't have it good either."

"Maybe." Grace looked at her calmly. "But I'll try my best to live a better life."

"Don't even think about it," Marry gritted her teeth.

"The difference between you and I is that I'm still rational, but you're not. You really have no limits to your evil. You exploit others' innocence for your own selfish desires. You hurt others as you please and you'd even go as far as to hurt a newborn child."

"Marry, you've gone past the point of return. You'll never live a good life in your entire lifetime.11

"Furthermore, I will no longer pay attention to anything you do. It will be all up to the law to punish you."

Grace was finished with her words. She no longer wanted to waste her energy on someone like Marry.

She didn't deserve it.

Grace felt that she shouldn't be fussing over a person who had lost her mind. It would only be a waste of time. She took a step back and turned to leave.

Marry suddenly threw herself at the iron bars and slammed her hands against it. "Where do you think you're going?"

Grace stopped in her tracks and looked back at Marry. "You're digging your own grave at this point. You'd better pray for your own future."

"No, let me out!" Marry banged on the iron fence and shouted, "You have no right to lock me up here."

"Yeah." Grace nodded. "We have no right to lock you up so we will hand you over to the police soon. I will defend myself and my son's interests with legal means. In any case, it will be all up to the authorities." "Y-you want to sue me?" Marry stuttered.

"There's no need forthat," Grace replied flatly. "You're suspected of abducting and trafficking children, which has constituted criminal responsibility. The public prosecution will report against your actions themselves. I won't have to do anything at all."

"l-if you let me go, I won't be prosecuted," Marry said. "Let me go. Everything will remain in the past."

Grace had to hold back her laughter. She gazed at Marry sympathetically, "Marry, you really are pitiful."

"Are you going to let me out or not?" Marry repeated.

"No," Grace said, "You've done far too many evil things. I didn't beat you up because it would only hurt my hand. I think losing Simon and the Sunny Group would be punishment enough for you."

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