Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 616 Kowtow

Amber didn't want to drag Jared through the Reed family's mess.

Jared respected her decision so he stood there waiting.

Amber smiled at Jared then headed towards the tombstone with Sheila.

Baylee knelt in front of the tombstone. Drenched by rain, her soaked clothes and wet hair clung to her skin. She looked terrible.

Especially with that grotesque expression on her face.

"Amber Reed." Seeing Amber walking her way, Braylee enunciated through clenched teeth. Then, she tried to get up from the ground.

But the more she struggled, the tighter the grip the guards had on her.

Her knees hit the ground with a bang. The pain made her growl. "Let me go! This is an order! I'm the deputy general manager of Goldstone! How dare you do this to me? You are fired!"

She turned to glare at the two guards, her face almost distorted in rage.

Intimidated, the guards turn to look at Amber as a silent cry for help.

Amber waved, then gave them a reassuring look. She looked down at Braylee and said coldly, "So what if you are a deputy general manager? That doesn't give you the right to fire them. I'm the CEO of Goldstone. I have the final say."

"You..." Braylee glared at Amber, then gave her an evil smile. "Okay, you are the CEO. Amber Reed, you win. Happy?"

Amber didn't show any emotion as she looked at Braylee. She changed the topic. "Do you know why I bring you here?"

A faint sneer hung on Braylee's lips. "Who knows what's wrong with you!"

Amber's expression grew colder. "Don't you want to know why I made you kneel in front of this tombstone? Have you read the inscriptions?"

Braylee's response was dismal.

She rolled her eyes. "Amber Reed, you are crazy, aren't you? You brought me here just to let me read the inscriptions? Do you have nothing to do? What a joke! Why would I read this crap!"

"This crap?" Amber repeated slowly, exasperated. She clenched her fists, glared at Braylee, and bellowed, "So dad's tombstone is crap to you?"

"Dad's tombstone?" Braylee's pupil contracted in shock and turned to read the inscriptions. Her expression was a mix of guilt, panic, and a little spook when she caught a glimpse of the words "Hugo Reed" inscribed on it. However, she didn't look sad.

She didn't look sad at all!

"This is your biological father buried in front of you! Don't you feel even a bit sad? Are you made of stone?" Amber looked at Braylee as if she was a heartless monster.

Hearing Amber's words, Braylee's eyes fluttered down. Then she retorted loudly, "I don't feel sad because he deserved it!" ...

Braylee stared at the tombstone with hatred and bitterness in her eyes. "We are both his daughter. Why was he so nice to you and so mean to me! I just can't stand his obvious bias. Since he didn't treat me as a daughter, I won't see him as my father!"

"So that's how you feel." Amber looked at Braylee, harrowed. "I've explained it to you before. Dad treated us equally. You were rebellious. Dad was strict with you because he wanted you to get back on track. You misinterpreted his love. I feel sad for dad."

"You know nothing!" Braylee shrieked. "Of course, you are on his side! He always doted on you!"

Seeing that there was no way she could talk sense into Braylee, Amber stopped trying.

There was no using arguing with her. Braylee thought Hugo didn't love her. She wouldn't change her mind just because someone told her otherwise.

Frankly speaking, Braylee was simply extremely conceited and selfish. Even if she knew Hugo loved her, she would go fault-finding even if there was a slight change of attitude in him.

"Fine. If you say I'm on dad's side, then I'm going to speak for him." Amber said, deadpanned.

She crouched down. Sheila squatted with her, holding the umbrella.

Amber grabbed Braylee's chin forcefully and made her look at the tombstone. "Although you don't deserve to be dad's daughter, the same blood flows in your veins. You are obligated to show dad the due respect."

"What? Show him the respect?" A shocked expression appeared on Braylee's face.

Amber tightened her grip on Braylee's chin. "Yeah. By kowtowing in front of dad's grave! You are six years late. Now, make it up."

"Why?" Braylee scowled at Amber.

"Because your family name is Reed. Because you are dad's daughter," Amber replied, deadpanned.

With that, Amber looked at the guards. "You two. Make her."

"Yes, Miss Reed." The guards got to it immediately.

Braylee's head was pressed down to the ground before she could react.

Her forehead was knocked on the platform in front of the tombstone with a loud thump.

Braylee almost passed out in that instant.

But it was not over yet. The guards grabbed her hair and repeated it again.

A few times after, Braylee almost went crazy. Her forehead was swollen and scraped.

If it weren't for the two guards pulling her up, Braylee would have collapsed to the ground.

She looked up at Amber with her bleary eyes, fighting back the dizziness. She said viciously, "Amber, I suggest you kill me when you have the chance. Otherwise, I'll call the police and sue you for kidnapping and intentional assault!"

"Really? Call the police?" Amber raised an eyebrow as she scorned, "Braylee Reed, do you really dare to call the police? I think the answer is negative. You will also expose yourself if you do that." "What do you mean?" Braylee panicked, feeling insecure and unsettled.

Amber got closer to Braylee and whispered into her ear, "You think I don't know you drugged dad before he jumped out of the window?"

"You..." Braylee stared at Amber, quivering, her face turned pale as a chill ran down her spine.

She and her mother absconding with all the money wasn't the only cause of Hugo's derangement. The main reason he jumped off the building was that they had drugged him.

But how did Amber know that? Thinking of this, Braylee was aghast.