Chapter 908:
Jessica wasnât interested in this topic.
âYouâre focusing on the wrong thing here! I brought you here because Eileen waltzed back into the Vazquez family, stole the VQ Group, and kicked my parents out of the family! She is ungrateful and shameless!â
Eileen said, âAccording to the Vazquez family rules, Jim is the rightful heir to the VQ Group. So, what do you mean by âstoleâ? And by your parents, are you referring to Conroy and Gianna? The nerve of you to come here and make a scene! Youâre the product of their affair, the illegitimate child!â
The news was bound to get out eventually.
Eileen had considered keeping it quiet for a while, but if it meant taking Jessica down a peg, why not let it fly out early? The reporters quickly swarmed Jessica, flashing their cameras.
âIs it true that your parents are Conroy and Gianna?â
âBut Conroy is Giannaâs brother-in-law!â
Jessicaâs expression clouded when she suddenly became the target of the reporters. âWhy are you turning this on me? Iâm telling you, itâs her fault! Sheâs the one who is ungrateful! If my father hadnât kept VQ Group afloat all these years, it wouldâve gone under by now!â
Eileen, arms folded, leaned against the desk, looking at Jessica. âOh, I see. So, if Iâm being ungrateful, should I hand the VQ Group to your father?â
Jessica felt something amiss, but she couldnât help but say, âAbsolutely! Why should a woman like you run a company? Isnât it enough for you to marry a rich man?â
The thought of Bryanâs wife being Eileen gnawed at her, fueling her irritation.
Discover fresh updates gαlnÏνâ¯lsâ¤com Just a few days ago, she had tried to cozy up to Bryan, and Eileen had watched everything she had done.
In Eileenâs eyes, she must have looked like a clown.
âYour father doesnât even have a son. If I handed over the company, wouldnât he eventually pass it down to you? But arenât youâ¦?â Eileen said calmly.
Jessica realized she had walked right into a trap.
She stood there, speechless.
Eileenâs voice broke through the quiet. âDo you have any more questions or something else to say?â
Jessica stammered, her voice trailing off.
âIf you canât find the words, then it seems you have no more questions. I guess itâs time to leave you to the reporters,â Eileen added.
No sooner had Eileen finished than the reporters swarmed Jessica, hurling questions at her.
Words like âillegitimate daughterâ and âincestâ flew at her, leaving her reeling.
Meanwhile, the commotion outside roused Gabriela from her sleep. She toddled out, barefoot and in nothing but her diaper.
Eileen and Bryan hurried to scoop her up, retreating to the lounge to dress her before leaving the company. Jessica, however, found herself trapped on the top floor by the relentless reporters.
âMom, I want to have roast,â Gabriela mumbled as they settled into the car.
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