Aurelia had just left when a car sped over, and Cymbeline Jennings stormed into the hotel in a rage. A waiter tried to stop her, but she pushed him away.

The anonymous text message contained the room number.

Cymbeline went straight upstairs and pounded on the door. "Come out, you! I know you're in there having a rendezvous with some vixen. Open the door, come out!"

Cymbeline had long known Nico Spencer was seeing other women outside, but at this moment, her precious daughter was trapped in a psychiatric hospital with no way out, and her husband was out gallivanting, seeking women without a care.

Cymbeline's nerves snapped.

She had lost her child and her hope. If she couldn't live well, then no one should! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Nico Spencer cared about his reputation. If Cymbeline shouted outside and attracted reporters, it would be in the news by morning. What face would he have left?

He hurriedly dressed after emerging from the woman's embrace.

The woman peeked out naked, "What's going on? Did that old woman from your family come knocking? Why come at a time like this, really ruins the mood."

"Stay here," Nico Spencer said sternly.

"What if she barges in? I should put some clothes on..." The woman said as she got up.

Nico Spencer ignored her and opened the door, and a slap came right across his face, "You heartless bastard, not coming home for days, and here you are messing around with this vixen! I'm going to kill this vixen..."

"Smack!" Another slap landed.

Nico Spencer slapped Cymbeline to the ground, his face showing impatience, "Why are you making a scene? Can't you let it go? Go home; we'll talk about this later."

Jealousy flashed in Cymbeline's eyes just as the young woman, now dressed, albeit merely wrapped in a bathrobe, walked over.

She glanced at Cymbeline with disdain, gave a contemptuous laugh, and hooked her arm around Nico Spencer's, "Scared me to death. How can she be so fierce and not gentle at all?"

"Who are you calling a vixen?!" Cymbeline yelled in anger.

She was over forty, and no matter how well-maintained, she still had wrinkles.

Because of Eleanor Spencer, she hadn't taken good care of herself lately. Her clothes didn't match, and an out-of-season floral coat wrapped around her. She was makeup-free, and her hair was disheveled.

Seeing her like this made Nico Spencer lose patience. His hand rose, another slap fell, "Go back! Don't make a fuss here. Just wait until I come home to deal with you."

"You're siding with this vixen," Cymbeline cried, "I've been with you since I was a teenager, and now you despise me for being old?"

Nico Spencer lost patience with her crying, dialed a number, and several bodyguards entered, "Take her home, and don't let her out without my orders."

There's no telling where else she might cause trouble.

This madwoman!

...

"Aurelia, Cymbeline did indeed go there, and Nico Spencer got angry and had the bodyguards tie her up and take her home," Hadrian Turner reported the good news to Aurelia Shaw.

She had already predicted it.

Nico Spencer, just like he projected, was ruthless and unfeeling. Cymbeline had been with him for so many years, yet it was still the same.

With his own daughter in a psychiatric hospital, was it any different?

A man who treated his daughter as a tool for marriage alliances since childhood, what good could he be?

Cymbeline treasured Eleanor Spencer, thinking she was the Spencer Family's only hope, but with Nico Spencer's promiscuous nature, could there be no illegitimate children?