Chapter 827 “Look, Mrs. Larson,” Wima held the envelope up for her to see.
“Thank you.” Meredith simply took a glance and she actually noticed that the handwriting on it was a little familiar.
She took over the envelope with suspicion and carefully identified the handwriting on it again.
She noticed that the handwriting looked very similar to Yena’s.
Yena’s handwriting was not pretty and was easily slanted. Therefore, she had a deeper impression of it.
Were the photos sent by Yena? That made no sense at all.
Meredith had been married to Charlie, and she would not be fighting with Yena for Josiah anymore, so Yena should be happy. Why would she send these kinds of photos to Charlie to drive a wedge between Charlie and her?
Would she not be worried that Meredith would return to Josiah’s side again after she got a divorce from Charlie?
When Meredith held on to this suspicion and went to look for Yena, she was cleaning a table at a cafe.
Yena was first slightly stunned when she saw her, and then she smiled at her. “Why would Miss Meredith have the time to come here? It can’t be for the sake of watching me work, right?”
Meredith stood about two meters away from her and surveyed her. “Yena, do you hate me very much?”
Yena smiled again. “Why would I? If you haven’t given me such an opportunity to work, I might still be wandering on the streets.”
“Since that’s the case, then what do you mean by this?” Meredith put that envelope in front of her.
Um
When Yena saw that envelope, a sense of suspicion flashed across her face. Clearly, she did not expect that Meredith would come looking for her so quickly.
“Yena, your words are so ugly that I could recognize them at a glance, so there’s no need to deny it.”
She threw the cloth in her hands on the table. “You didn’t kill me, but you used this kind of matter to humiliate me and hurt me. That’s because you know that you can make me even more miserable and upset with this method.”
“What method?”
“To put it nicely, you’ve given me a job, but you actually made me work here as a waitress.” Yena sneered and shot her a glance. “Look at you, Miss Meredith, you’re the president of a company now, but I am just a lowly waitress. You’re courted and protected by Josiah every day, but I have to be hated and trampled on by him like some dirty rat.
“You must be very pleased, aren’t you, Miss Meredith? While you’re very pleased, you threw some leftover food for me, and that’ll make you feel even more satisfied, isn’t that right?”
Meredith looked at the woman in front of her, who was making sarcastic comments at her, and she could not help but think of kind and gentle Qira.
They were sisters, but why was there a world of difference between them?
If Meredith had not investigated and proven this herself, she might even question if Yena was Qira’s sister.
“Were you trampled on by Josiah like some rat? What about me back then? I almost lost my life. My daughter almost lost her life as well. Didn’t I have it worse than you?”
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