The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 648: I Framed Her

The woman endured the repulsion in her heart to feign politeness with Qiaoqiao’s Dad.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad was brimming with confidence, "I’ve already made contact with the upper echelons of Hua’s. As long as Hua’s is willing to invest in me, I can definitely make a comeback."

As time progressed, more and more people started paying attention to health, believing that pickled products were too high in salt and detrimental to health, leading to a steep decline in sales over the years.

With the spread of short videos, there was nothing special about making pickles. Many people felt that homemade pickles were healthier and more hygienic, and the process of making them at home was quite entertaining. Following along with a video tutorial wasn’t difficult either.

All these factors contributed to the plummeting sales.

The most devastating blow, however, was their company’s poor production environment, which had been the subject of countless complaints.

Once their reputation soured, it became a topic shared from one to ten, ten to a hundred.

Hua’s had been recently working on developing the frozen dough industry, which included a frozen bun recipe that he proposed should be made with pickle and meat fillings.

A few days earlier, he had bribed several junior leaders at Hua’s, asking them to speak well of him to their superiors, raising his hopes significantly.

As long as Hua’s agreed to invest, none of it would be a problem, and all his debts would be resolved.

As he rambled on about this, Hua Jinyan was fiddling with her phone.

Suddenly, Qiaoqiao’s Dad’s phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he became ecstatic, "Here it is, the call’s come through. It’s definitely a done deal!"

Upon answering the call, his face gradually turned ashen, despair setting in as he listened to the voice on the other end.

He wanted to say something, but the caller wasn’t discussing with him; they were merely informing him. Once the message was delivered, the call was cut off.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad tried to call back, only to discover he’d been blocked and could no longer get through.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad snatched his wife’s phone, dialed the number, and the call went through. But just as he was about to speak, the caller hung up upon hearing his voice, as if avoiding him like the plague.

Calling again with the mobile phone, he was blocked once more.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad grabbed the butler’s phone and tried calling; this time, the callee simply turned off their phone, apparently afraid he’d keep trying using someone else’s number.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad was furious, tempted to smash the phone he was holding, but remembering that it belonged to the butler, he relaxed his grip, not actually smashing it. However, his fingers inadvertently slid, and he saw a photo.

The main subject in the photo was his wife, who posed provocatively, her eyes filled with an unspoken yearning and depth as they fixated on the camera.

He doubted what he was seeing, and took a long, hard look up close.

The butler sensed something off, came closer to look, and felt a chill down his spine.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad abruptly lifted his head, his gaze fierce as he looked at the butler and then at his wife.

What had seemed normal before suddenly appeared suspicious in every aspect!

"No wonder you rushed to help her, even more anxious than I was!" Qiaoqiao’s Dad had an epiphany, his smile tinged with self-derision.

Hua Jinyan grinned, "Qiaoqiao said she only knew about this villa through her stepmom, who brought the home address here and had it written down as the villa’s address. Oh right, it was the butler who went with the stepmom to the villa, about six or seven months ago."

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Qiaoqiao’s Dad’s eyes sharpened.

His wife had miscarried nearly six months ago, and the child was already well-formed.

If his wife and the butler had visited the villa seven months ago...

Qiaoqiao’s Dad felt his head must be turning green, green with a hint of purple.

Qiaoqiao’s Dad accused, "What is your relationship with him! Why did you go to the villa together seven months ago! Did Qiaoqiao find out something, and you deliberately framed her?"

He recalled his daughter crying and shaking her head, saying she hadn’t pushed her stepmom.

Thinking about how close his wife and daughter usually were, even if Qiaoqiao feared that her stepmom, having her own child, would neglect her, it didn’t justify such actions.

"How about it? Do you believe your daughter now?" the woman was all in. She faintly heard the voice on the phone, and because she was close, she could hear the undisguised distaste from the caller, who rejected the partnership and even told him not to harbor any more delusions, that Hua’s would never have any dealings with him.

A man who had no chance of turning things around wasn’t worth her effort to feign politeness.

"Yes! So what if I framed her!"

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