Chapter 115

I shot a look at Shirley and said, "But Shirley, that's not what you said earlier."

Brandon glared at Shirley. "My wife's just talking nonsense. Don't believe a word she says."

"Is that so?" I smirked at Shirley. "Then go ahead and slap her."

Shirley lifted her head and glared at me before turning to Brandon with a look of deep affection. "Brandon, I know she's rich, but I'm willing to live a poor life with you. We don't need her dirty money. Let's leave together, okay?"

I couldn't help but laugh at Shirley's words.

Brandon's expression changed instantly. He stepped forward and slapped Shirley hard across the face. "Who wants to leave with you? What do you think you are?"

Brandon sneered at Shirley. "If it weren't for you drugging me back then, I would never have looked at a maid like you in my entire life."

"You're not even worthy to shine my shoes!"

Brandon's words were so harsh that Shirley was stunned, tears slowly streaming down her face.

I thought to myself, it's pathetic that Shirley has been with Brandon for so long and is only now seeing his true colors.

After hitting Shirley, Brandon returned to my side and knelt down again. "Honey, do you have anything else to say?"

I looked down at him. "Are you sure you only have these two women? If I hear any more rumors about you and other women, I won't forgive you."

Brandon nodded quickly. "Don't worry, honey. There won't be any other women." Just then, Shirley let out a cold laugh. "You're really stupid to believe anything he says."

Brandon turned and glared at Shirley. "Shut up."

But Shirley ignored him and continued, "You probably met Maeve at the party, right? She's one of Brandon's women. And there are many more you haven't discovered. Want me to list their names for you?"

"Caroline, stop acting like you know everything. You have no idea how many women Brandon has."

It seemed that after being slapped, Shirley had seen the reality and was determined to reveal the truth.

I looked at Brandon. "Is what Shirley said true?"

Brandon shook his head repeatedly. "Of course not, honey. You have to believe me. How could I be involved with so many women?"

Shirley laughed again. "If you don't believe me, you can go to my room. I have photos of him with many women. You'll see I'm telling the truth."

Brandon looked like he wanted to kill Shirley. He never expected her to expose all his secrets.

"And the most important thing is he also..."

Before she could finish, Brandon lunged forward and grabbed Shirley by the throat, stopping her from speaking further.

"Shut up!" Brandon growled through gritted teeth.

I had a feeling that what Shirley was about to say was crucial, but Brandon didn't let her finish.

I glanced at Savannah, signaling her to go to Shirley's room and find the photos she mentioned.

Brandon wanted to stop her but realized that doing so would only make him look more suspicious, so he backed off.

Savannah quickly returned with a stack of photos from Shirley's nightstand and handed them to me. "Ms. Sharp, these are all of them."

Brandon fell to his knees in front of me. "Honey, I was wrong. I was out of my mind back then. I thought I was something because I had a company. I was wrong, terribly wrong. Please forgive me."

"I swear, from now on, I won't have anything to do with other women. Please forgive me, honey."

I looked at the photos of women I had never even seen before, all intimately close with Brandon. I looked at Brandon and said slowly, "So, while I was sick these past few years, you were out there with other women?"

Brandon hung his head in silence.

I raised my hand and slapped Brandon hard across the face, the sound echoing in the room.

Brandon didn't make a sound, kneeling there motionless.

"Brandon, you're a bastard!"

"I used to think you loved me so much!"

"Let me tell you, I don't want my three kids to grow up without a father, but if you really did all these things, I can still kick you out."

Hearing my words, Brandon finally panicked and started kowtowing, apologizing. "I'm sorry, honey. I don't want to lose you. I was wrong. Please forgive me this once. I won't have any more affairs."

Shirley, watching from behind, suddenly burst into laughter, blood dripping from her mouth from Brandon's slap.

"Brandon, I never thought you'd end up like this. You deserve it!"

"People like you should be cut into pieces and sent to hell. You deserve it!"

Brandon's eyes were filled with rage. He turned and punched Shirley hard in the face.

Shirley fell to the ground, clutching her face and crying out in pain.

"You damn woman, you dare to spy on me? I'll kill you!"

Shirley was lying on the ground, barely conscious.

Seeing that he was about to beat Shirley to death, I shouted, "Stop it!"

Brandon immediately stopped and came over. "Honey, are you willing to forgive me? I didn't mean it."

Of course, I couldn't forgive him. Shirley still had secrets I wanted to know, including Jason's whereabouts, so I couldn't let him kill her.

Shirley was lying on the ground, barely alive. I gave Savannah a look, signaling her to take Shirley to the hospital.

Brandon wanted to stop Savannah but didn't dare move when he saw my expression.

I looked down at him. "Brandon, this is your last chance. Will you ever do this again?"

Brandon shook his head decisively. "Absolutely not. You have to believe me, honey."

I knew that promises from Brandon were worthless, so I didn't care. Instead, I continued, "Where is Jason? Why is he missing?"

Brandon hesitated. "I asked Shirley to handle that. If she doesn't say, I don't know either."

Now I was truly angry. "Brandon, no matter what, Jason is innocent. How could you plot against a child? Are you planning to harm my children next?"