Chapter 629 Shattered Dreams

Warren Yackley gazed at the uninvited woman, his voice holding an edge of annoyance as he addressed Anya. “What’s your relationship with this woman, Anya?”

Aside from her name, all of Anya’s personal information given to the club was fabricated and cleverly designed to deceive Warren. It was only because of the information that he didn’t investigate her further.

The sudden appearance of her mother felt like an impending disaster.

“Mr. Yackley, I barely know her,” Anya explained while simultaneously trying to drag Macy out the door, rebuking her with an exasperated tone, “We have paid off all our debts to you. Why do you keep bothering me? Do you want me to report you to the police for extortion?”

Anya kept sending pointed glances at Macy, who was too enraged to catch them. It was inconceivable for her to comprehend that her daughter, whom she had devoted her life to raising, had willingly chosen a path of disgrace.

Up until then, Macy had been nurturing a hopeful dream of Anya marrying into a rich family and overcoming their dire straits.

However, her daughter had ruthlessly shattered her last hope.

To appease the old man. Anya even refused to acknowledge her mother, treating her as an embarrassment.

Macy felt a piercing pain in her chest. She pushed Anya away and shouted, “I am her mother, not the greedy moneylender she claims me to be! You’re nearing the end of your life, but instead of enjoying your twilight years, you have the audacity to ruin my daughter’s bright future. I will fight you to the end!”

She seized a vase from the table and charged toward Warren.

Anya’s face turned ashen. She was too far away to stop her mother in time.

Even though Warren was physically fit, he was nonetheless older. Combined with his recent vigorous activities, he had not fully recovered his strength.

The reckless attack from Macy put Warren on high alert.

Clang!

With a loud crash, the vase flew past Warren’s ear and smashed against the wall behind him.

In a desperate attempt, Macy grabbed a fruit knife from a platter and aimed it at Warren’s heart. He narrowly dodged the strike by leaping onto the couch.

In the chaos, Anya could only think of stopping her frenzied mother. She impulsively grabbed a vase and struck Macy on the back of her head.

Macy turned around, her eyes widening in disbelief at her daughter before her eyes darkened, and she collapsed into a pool of blood.

The horrifying sight paralyzed Anya, leaving her slumped on the ground. After several gasps of air, she found the courage to crawl toward Macy, her trembling hand checking for any signs of life.

Thankfully, she was still alive.

Warren’s pleasant mood had been utterly ruined by Macy. Now that the immediate danger had passed, he started questioning Anya.

“Didn’t you say that your parents were long gone? Who is this woman, then? Tell me everything. I loathe being lied to the most!”

he berated.

Anya crawled to Warren’s feet in a flustered manner. “She’s mentally ill. She used to be our neighbor. After her child passed away, she started taking random people as her daughter. Mr. Yackley, before I met you. her family saw that I was all alone. They tried to force me to marry her son. I refused and ran away, never imagining that they would track me down here at Hallsbay.”

Warren scrutinized Anya, weighing her words with hesitation. Truth be told, everything else about Anya was quite to his liking.

Hence, Warren was reluctant to further complicate a relationship that could not be brought into the open.

“Should she truly be my mother, how can I possibly raise a hand against her, even when she intends to harm you?” Anya wept, tears streaming down her face. The sight managed to evoke a deep sense of pity in Warren.

He thought her words made sense and reached out to her, wiping her tears away with a tender hand.

“All right, I believe you. But let it be the last time such an incident arises. As for the rest, you need not concern yourself with. I will see to it.” Warren said.

A After all, Macy was Anya’s mother. With what remained of her conscience, Anya carefully inquired, despite knowing that she was risking upsetting Warren, “Mr. Yackley, what do you plan to do with her?”

Warren chuckled coldly. “I will deal with her as I did with the woman who insulted you-make her vanish completely.”

“No!” Anya cried out, instantly regretting her outburst when she noticed Warren’s eyebrows furrowing in displeasure. Hastily, she added, “Regardless of everything, this woman has helped me through my most difficult times, Mr. Yackley, didn’t the master say last time that you should perform more good deeds to boost your fortune? She’s seriously injured. Let this be her lesson and spare her life. It will be an act of kindness that will serve you, no?”

Warren fell into deep thought. It isn’t worth ruining my fortune over a mad woman.

“Fine. For your sake, I will let her go.” Warren finally said.

“Thank you, Mr. Yackley.”

With a sigh of relief, Anya kissed his cheek.

At that moment, a bellowing voice echoed in the room.

“What on earth are you guys doing?”

Both of them turned their heads toward the door.

In an instinctual reaction, Warren pushed Anya away, and gone was his gentle and commanding demeanor. Instead, he appeared cowardly as he stuttered, “D-Darling, why are you here?”

The woman had an air of nouveau riche to her, and Anya couldn’t help but wonder if she truly was Warren’s wife.

Of course, Anya was aware that Warren had been married, but he assured her that he and his wife had been living separately for many years, and the divorce procedures were already complete.

Warren’s wife paid no heed to him and stomped over to Anya in high heels. Moving swiftly, she slapped Anya twice.

“You homewrecker! There are so many men whom you could have seduced, yet you had to steal mine? Now that I’ve caught you red-handed, I won’t let you off the hook that easily,” she berated.

Then, she turned around and yelled, “What are you guys doing standing out there? Get in here and beat up this homewrecker!”

Several plainly dressed women dashed in and started to pin Anya to the ground, tearing away her clothes and slapping her.

Warren attempted to slip away, only to be pulled back by his wife and suffered several slaps across his face.

“You think you’re so great, huh? Living in my house, spending my money on your mistress. Don’t challenge me! I can take away everything from you and ruin your reputation anytime!” she chided.

Suddenly, cameras started to flash at the door.

Several paparazzi were taking pictures and filming the entire spectacle.

Warren retreated behind a pillar and gritted his teeth. “How dare you bring journalists to make a scene here!”

However, Warren’s wife appeared just as surprised. She had only brought the few women over to help her beat up Anya and quickly denied it, “I didn’t ask them here!”

She rushed forward to wrestle away their cameras, but they promptly vanished.

Warren’s wife immediately closed the door, and the couple resumed their squabble.

Sebastian passed the tablet with the photos and videos from the paparazzi to Christina and said, “Mrs. Hadley, here is the information you requested.”

Christina skimmed through the photos and videos, Warren and Anya together are really an eyesore.

She threw the tablet at the table and said, “Release the photos and videos to the media. Make sure they go viral.”

Christina wanted to drive Anya and her mother into a corner.

Anya’s misconduct and scandalous rumors would inevitably tarnish the reputation of Nigel and Yerek The Stone family, who valued their reputation above all, would surely hesitate to accept Nigel into their family.

“Make sure to inform Nathaniel about Warren and Winston. He’ll know what to do,” she instructed.