From Forgotten Wife To Fierce Queen - Chapter 332: Chapter 332

Ten minutes later, Florence was lying on the ground, her nose and face swollen, her haute couture outfit torn to shreds, her body battered.
Sandy, still not feeling satisfied, continued to beat and abuse Florence. Not far away, Tommy was pulling on Bella's hair, punching and kicking her.
"Tommy, please don't hit me, don't hit me. It hurts so much," Bella cried, begging. She tried to run, but Tommy held her hair tightly, and whenever she tried to move further, the pain in her scalp became unbearable.
"I'll hit you! I'll hit you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been beaten last time!" said Tommy.
Ever since the recognition banquet incident, Tommy no longer liked Bella. He hadn't forgotten that when he was helping Bella teach Rena a lesson, Bella had kept talking to that boy from the Vanderbilt family.
When he got into a fight with Grayson, not only did she not help him, but she also ran off to find the adults. When she saw him getting beaten up and nearly buried, she didn't even stand up for him.
What truly changed his feelings, however, were the words from Sandy.
"My mom says that from now on, I am the young master of this family, and you are nothing! You're just a stinky beggar!" Tommy yanked on Bella's hair, dragging her small body back and forth. Bella cried out in pain, but it didn't soften Tommy's heart.
In the past, Bella was the beloved little princess of the Godard family, cherished and pampered by everyone. Bella was like a shining star, so Tommy naturally liked and tried to please her.
But now the situation had reversed. The star no longer shined, and with the old grudges, Bella now appeared in Tommy's eyes as no different from those stray cats and dogs.
His mother said this was now his home, and if he wanted to, he could treat the family's little cats and dogs however he pleased.
Florence watched as her precious daughter was bullied so badly, her eyes bloodshot and filled with hatred. "Bella! Bella! How dare you?"
"What's there to be afraid of? If I wanted to, I could kill you all!" Sandy looked down arrogantly at Florence.
Seeing Florence about to get up, she kicked her again. The kick landed squarely on Florence's waist, and a sharp, breaking pain surged through her entire body. Her upper body, which had just risen, collapsed heavily again, and she groaned in pain.
Holding her waist, she glared at the servants standing by, unmoved. "Are you just going to watch? Don't forget who you're working for!"
Florence hated them all. She couldn't believe that a relative of Zim would have the guts to do this. It must have been Josie's orders. It had to be.
"Josie, get out here! Get out here!" Florence cried out, her voice filled with pain and fury.
But after shouting for a long time, Josie never appeared. She was filled with hatred, vowing to make them all pay with their lives. Including Josie—everyone must die.
The name "Josie" was like a key that unlocked something in Sandy. She couldn't stand hearing those three words. So, she kicked Florence again.
"You want to see Josie? You'll see her when you're dead!" Sandy laughed wildly, a cruel and deranged smile on her face.
"Alright, stop arguing." Keeley had seen enough of the commotion, her head aching from the noise. She stood up with an expression of displeasure and looked out the window.
"Why hasn't there been any news from Tyson? It's just a matter of dealing with a few people, how can it take this long? Really, I was planning to go to the main building!"
Just thinking about moving into the main building as the head of the family made Keeley ecstatic. She began muttering to herself, oblivious to those around her, "When the time comes, I'll live in the room Paisley used to stay in. The entire third floor will be mine!"
When she had first heard that Tyson had renovated the entire third floor of the main building for Paisley to live in, she had been so envious.
Keeley's gaze wandered off and landed on the pink building in the distance. It was the castle Tyson had built for Serena. "I'll have my brother expand that castle a little, so I can invite my friends over for afternoon tea."
The mention of friends made Keeley think of those who had blocked and deleted her, leaving her to fend for herself. Her expression darkened.
Once her brother had succeeded and she became the wealthy young lady of the Godard Group, she would make sure to teach those people a lesson, so they would understand the consequences of looking down on her.
Sandy looked at Keeley, who was acting like the lady of the house, making plans without sparing her a thought, and felt displeased.
"Keeley, you say you'll live in the main building, but what about us?" Sandy had been holding back but finally asked.
She had given birth to Zim's son. As a third-party woman, she knew she wasn't seen in a good light, but they should show consideration for her son, Tommy.
Tommy was Zim's biological son and would inherit his wealth one day. Keeley was just Zim's sister, and she would marry out eventually. She shouldn't have the right to eye the family's property.
Sandy thought to herself, but didn't voice it. She knew it wasn't the right time yet.
"Yes, Keeley, my husband and I need a place to stay too." Mary, who had been holding back, could no longer restrain herself.
Anthony thought for a moment. "I think the Moon Haven where the Godard family's old matriarch lives is quite good."
Anthony had passed by Moon Haven once when he had a rare opportunity to enter the Godard family. He had only seen it from the outside briefly, but the view inside had captivated him.
It was a place that wasn't inferior to the main building. After all, the old matriarch of the Godard family wouldn't live in a shabby place.
"Your aunt and I will live there in the future," Anthony said slowly, with a hint of scheming in his eyes.
Keeley wasn't interested in Moon Haven. Without thinking much, she agreed, "Fine, you can live there."
"What about Tommy and me?" Sandy was getting anxious now.
"You two can live here, can't you? Haven't you already dressed in Josie's clothes?" Keeley said with a mocking smile.
Her brother was going to marry a proper family's daughter, and Sandy, a woman who didn't measure up, would never become the madam of the house.
On the contrary, her and Tommy's existence would only be a stain on her brother. Yet this foolish woman, Sandy, still didn't see reality and was dreaming of being the mistress of the house.
Sandy couldn't understand Keeley's thoughts, but she could see the ridicule in Keeley's eyes, which made her resent her. She thought, 'Keeley, just wait! When I marry Zim, I'll make sure to find you a nice husband!'
With that thought, a smug look passed through Sandy's eyes, and she softly called for Tommy, "Son, stop playing. Don't tire yourself out. We'll have plenty of time to deal with them later."
Tommy was indeed tired and released the now-disheveled Bella. "It's not enough just to deal with them, there's also Grayson. He's the one who fought with me last time."
Sandy didn't know who Grayson was, but hearing her son mention him, she followed along. "Alright, you can deal with whoever you want."
Her son was the future heir here. No one would dare not listen to him.
"You two, can't you see Tommy is sweating and thirsty? Why don't you go get him a drink?" Sandy ordered the servants with an air of superiority.
The servants dared not breathe too loudly. Upon hearing Sandy's words, they immediately went to fetch a drink for Tommy.
Anthony and Mary enjoyed being served like this, and didn't hold back in giving orders, whether it was a shoulder rub or a foot massage.
Anthony, noticing a young maid who was quite attractive, took the opportunity to grope her.
"Why are you hiding? Serve me well, and maybe one day you'll rise above your station!" Anthony forcibly trapped the maid in his arms, groping her.
Sandy, who knew exactly what kind of person her father was, didn't find it surprising, but muttered in complaint, "Dad, watch it, Tommy is still here."
Anthony tightened his grip on the young maid. "Get lost, what right do women have to talk to me? Besides, I'm teaching Tommy how to be a man."
Mary watched this in silence, her heart burning with anger, but powerless to do anything. She could only shift her gaze elsewhere, trying to avoid the scene.
Keeley was completely lost in thoughts of when she could move into the main building and had no interest in the others. Only the young maid, trapped in Anthony's embrace, struggled in despair.
At that moment, Cole, leading a group of people, strode into the room.