Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 181: Resolute

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Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Resolute

If it weren’t for this incident, Julia Wyatt might still be hesitating.

After all, twenty years of feelings cannot be severed just like that.

But many things accumulate over time, eventually reaching a breaking point.

The matter of Juliette Chaney’s niece was the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

"I don’t care about his attitude when he told me about this, even though he didn’t insist that I must let go of Juliette Chaney’s niece."

Now that it’s out in the open, Julia Wyatt’s eyes welled up with tears as she poured out her grievances: "What I care about is why he would tell me, how he could relay the words of an assailant after his daughter was kidnapped? He simply doesn’t keep Bambi in his heart. I am heartbroken for Bambi to have a father like him!"

Thea Shaw couldn’t help but nod, patting her thigh indignantly, sharing the same outrage: "Indeed, this is inhumane. How can someone even say such a thing?"

Mr. Sutton, listening nearby, also nodded and said, "Clara did not handle this well at all."

No matter how many reasons Juliette Chaney might have, her niece did break the law.

To speak bluntly, what would have happened to Bambi if the kidnappers hadn’t been found so quickly?

Why did she ask Julia Wyatt to go to a deserted place? What was she planning?

If something had indeed happened, could it have been resolved by pleading?

Thea Shaw stared at Julia Wyatt and asked, "Wyatt, what do you plan to do?"

"I plan to divorce him."

Julia Wyatt’s tears hadn’t dried: "Thea, I know what you all think of me. In fact, I understand everything you’ve said. Friends who are close to me have all advised me to leave the misery of Clara Tate sooner. But I was the one who was unwilling. I thought I owed a conclusion to the twenty years of relationship."

"I know I’m not resolute. Even now, I don’t hate him for not considering me, because I chose to face danger because of him. What I cannot accept is Bambi being hurt. Bambi was the one who was harmed; no one has the right to forgive on her behalf, not even me. As her mother, the only thing I can do for her is to make sure she stays completely away from people who would harm her."

Julia Wyatt’s tears flowed fiercely: "I will divorce him, and I will demand that he never see Bambi again in this lifetime. Before, when he didn’t spend time playing with Bambi or attending her various school events, I could understand. What I can’t understand is his failure to consider Bambi even now."

Thea Shaw clapped her hands: "Good!"

Mr. Sutton glanced helplessly at Thea Shaw.

It’s someone else’s matter, yet she seemed overly excited as if she was instigating something.

Thea Shaw now felt that the million dollars wasn’t the issue. After all, who would have thought that such a kidnapping would lead Julia Wyatt to firmly decide on divorce?

Thea Shaw asked, "So how are you handling the issue with Juliette Chaney’s niece?"

"The law will handle it accordingly."

When it comes to her own daughter, Julia Wyatt remained resolute: "My daughter almost got hurt. I’m not a saint and can’t forgive someone who attempted to harm her and me. If she were in front of me, I couldn’t guarantee what I might do. My parents are already dealing with this; I’m just following the appropriate legal procedures—litigate if necessary, investigate what needs investigating."

"Very well," Thea Shaw gave a precise jab: "Don’t worry about Juliette Chaney. If Clara Tate and she pull any stunts, just leak it to a tabloid reporter, and they’ll be done for."