"Shut up!"
Suddenly, Joey raised her head to stare at Julia's dodging eyes and said word by word, "Don't try to lie to me again. You can never fool me again! Now, call Vivian immediately. I want to talk to her. Do it if you don't want to make a big deal out of it."
Julia was intimidated by the young lady. Joey had never spoken to her in such a disrespectful manner in her life. Annoyed, she glared at Joey. But she knew that she could not provoke Joey now and could only grit her teeth and said, "Wait, I'm going inside the room to get my phone."
With that, she turned around and entered the room. She took out her phone and dialed Vivian's number.
Joey had spent a month's salary to buy Julia this phone. Unfortunately, the mother never noticed Joey's goodness. She only cared about her own daughter Vivian.
After the phone call was put through, Vivian's impatient voice sounded, "Mom, what's the matter with you calling? I just transferred 100 thousand into your account. I don't have any more money. Don't take it for granted that I live a perfect life here. It's not easy to be the daughter of a rich family."
Joey snatched the phone from Mrs. Linderman and coldly said, "It is not easy to be a rich family's daughter, especially when you're an imposter."
Vivian tensed up immediately at Joey's voice and said in a trembling voice, "Vi... Vivian, why are you with Mom? Did you go back home? What do you want to do?"
"Don't be nervous. I just came back to ask some questions."
Joey smiled faintly and said coldly, "Ever since we were children, you have been stealing everything from me. I didn't expect that now you could even steal my identity. But it doesn't matter. I could still tolerate you this time. I could keep my mouth shut and let you be the young miss of a rich family, only if you promise me a condition."
Vivian and Mrs. Linderman didn't expect Joey could be so calm after she found out the truth. She was even calm enough to negotiate with them. For a moment, both of them were worried about what Joey's condition would be.
Vivian held the phone tightly and gritted her teeth. "Alright, what do you want? If you want money, don't ask too much. You know, if I transfer a large sum of money out, it would arouse their attention and suspicion."
Joey said decisively, "I don't want money. I only want your 5% stake of the Phoebus!"
On her way home, Joey had decided the condition, so when the truth was confirmed, Joey carried out her plan calmly.
Hearing Joey's request, Vivian was dumbfounded for a short moment. But then she said angrily, "What are you going to do to the shares of your brother-in-law's' company? Are you going to mess with him?"
Joey and Ben were no longer together, and Vivian herself had almost married Ben. Although they didn't get married, Vivian had never changed how she addressed Ben. She always called Ben brother-in-law in front of Joey.
Mrs. Linderman didn't believe her at all. "What's so good about it? He's still the same as before. You just promised Vivian not to leak the secret."
Joey was annoyed at that. Ever since they were kids, Mrs. Linderman had always been like this, protecting Vivian from everything. Joey used to be jealous of her, but now, the only thing she felt was disgust.
Pushing Mrs. Linderman away, Joey didn't bother to talk anything with her.
Mrs. Linderman didn't expect Joey to push her so hard that she stepped back a few meters before stabilizing herself. When she tried to stop her, Joey had already entered the room. Mrs. Linderman didn't dare to make any move in case she would wake Mr. Linderman.
Joey gently walked to his bed and stood quietly beside him, watching him sleep.
Four years have passed and he had grey hair on both sides of his forehead. He looked much older. It seemed that he didn't live a happy life during the past few years since she had left.
Joey watched him as her tears rolled down her cheeks silently. Seeing her father getting old, her heart tightened so hard that she could barely breathe. In her childhood memories, her father was like a mountain. He was tall, strong, and always standing straight. He always spoke in a loud voice. When he laughed, he laughed heartily. But in the blink of an eye, he was already so old.
Time was so cruel!
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