Chapter 389
Ana’s fury flared at Hillary’s boldness. She slapped Hillary sharply, pointing an accusing finger.
“Take this bitch out as well!” she commanded coldly.
Hillary’s eyes burned with defiance, ready to fight back after the slap.
Meanwhile, Naomi—being dragged away by the guards—summoned her last strength and threw herself at Hillary, sobbing, “Stop it, Mom!”
Olivia stood frozen, overwhelmed by the chaos around her, powerless to intervene.
Suddenly, a firm voice cut through the tension, halting everyone.
“What’s going on here?”
All heads turned toward the voice upstairs.
Tyler stood there, his expression cold and unreadable as he took in the scene.
At the sight of him, Naomi collapsed completely at Ana’s feet like a deflated balloon.
“Naomi!” Darren and Hillary hurried to her side, kneeling as well.
Ana glared at Naomi, surprised by her sudden collapse. “What’s wrong with you? Are you trying to make it look like I hit you?”
“Stop your tricks,” Ana spat. “Even if you die here, I’ll make sure you’re gone! I won’t let a troublemaker like you ruin our family!”
Tyler descended the stairs with a stern look, causing the maids who had gathered to quietly back away.
He stopped near Naomi, who looked up at him with tears streaming down her pale face.
“I’m sorry, Tyler. I came to apologize to Olivia. Can you forgive me?” she whispered.
Olivia was stunned by Naomi’s rare humility. Seeing her so vulnerable on the floor, a sharp pang of sympathy struck Olivia’s heart.
But Ana’s dominance crushed the moment mercilessly.
“Stop fishing for pity,” Ana snapped. “Quit this nonsense and just go to hell!”
Olivia stayed silent, watching the painful scene unfold with a heavy heart.
It hurt to witness Naomi’s humiliation—she seemed utterly crushed beneath Ana’s ruthless scorn.
Yet something felt off.
Did Naomi truly deserve to come all this way begging for Olivia’s forgiveness?
Her eyes flicked to Tyler. That was when the truth dawned on her.
Naomi wasn’t pleading for Olivia’s forgiveness. She was begging Tyler’s.
As Naomi endured humiliation beneath Ana’s tyrannical glare, Tyler finally spoke.
“Help her up.”
Hillary hesitated, her gaze shifting nervously between Tyler, Olivia, and Ana.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tyler moved closer to Naomi. Their eyes met. He stopped, his intentions unreadable in that tense moment.