Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 688 The Wrath of Amber

But Braylee didn't get scared by her words. She even pouted her mouth contemptuously and walked towards her desk. Amber clenched her hand and said in wrath, "Didn't you hear my words, Braylee?"

Braylee sneered, "Why do I need to follow your order? I think I need to remind you that you, a bastard, are not my sister." Amber's lips twitched, "What..."

"You must be very surprised. How did I know that?" Braylee stood before her desk and held her arms before her chest.

Amber bit her lips and remained silent.

For Braylee, she would do that because she couldn't deny her words.

Braylee combed her wine-red curly hair, "At first, I didn't know your real identity and I thought you were father's own daughter. But when I was in the hospital, I heard something which interested me a lot. It was about your real identity. Why would your kidney match Trenton Gardner's? Then I checked some files and found that your blood type was totally different from your father's. You're not father's child. You are an illegitimate child of your mother!"

"Don't you insult my mother." Amber said with a changed face and she stood up suddenly.

Amber's thunderous roar startled Braylee so much so that her face turned pale, "Jeez... Chill..."

Amber stared at her coldly, "Apologize to my mother!"

"Why should I?" Braylee tilted her head and shouted.

Amber said in a cold and hellish voice as her hand was reaching out to grab the glass cup on the desk, "You insulted my mother!"

Braylee rolled her eyes back and said with a contemptuous smile on face, "I didn't insult your mother. I was telling the truth. Otherwise, how would you explain your blood type? Your mother betrayed father and hid the truth from him throughout his life. He even raised you up, the bastard of his wife. Your mother was such a slut..."

Before she finished, Amber couldn't stand anymore and threw the glass at her suddenly.

The glass fell on Braylee's fore head and she began to bleed. Blood, mixed with the splashed coffee, trickled down her cheeks, which looked quite scary.

And Braylee also took a few steps backwards and then her shoes were trapped by the carpet and then she fell down onto the floor.

But then she felt something was trickling down her face.

Braylee then touched her face and checked her hand. Suddenly, she saw the blood on it and screamed, "I'm bleeding! I'm bleeding!"

With two hands on the desk, Amber was still possessed by her anger.

She breathed heavily with her eyes fixed on Braylee and she didn't regret what she had done.

Braylee had insulted her mother.

No one could insult her mother!

"You! You dared to throw this cup at me! How dare you!" Braylee stood up suddenly and looked around. She saw the wooden pen container on her desk and a sense of viciousness flashed in her eyes and she picked up the container before she threw it to Amber.

Amber knew Braylee would throw something back at her. She was that type of person.

That's why she was able to dodge that container as she was ready for her attack.

The container hit the bookshelf and smashed the glass on it.

Sheila, who was in the room next door and heard the sound, run over to Amber's office and said, "What happened, Ms. Reed?"

When she saw Amber and Braylee, who were standing face to face to each other, she instantly understood what had happened.

Braylee, whose face looked as distorted as a devil, was here to provoke Ms. Amber Reed.

"Are you alright, Ms. Reed?" Sheila said worriedly at the door.

Amber said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

"Do you need me to call the guards, Ms. Reed?" Sheila turned to Braylee vigilantly.

Amber shook her head, "No, thanks. I don't need them right now. I can handle this myself."

"But..."

Before Sheila could say anything, Amber shook her head again and said, "Thank you, just go."

Sheila had no choice but to nod, "Okay, Ms. Reed."

She left the office. But she didn't follow what Amber said and called the guards.

She asked the guards to wait beside the door. If they heard something wrong in the office, they would rush into it to help Amber Reed.

In the office, as Braylee saw Amber had dodged her attack, her face turned hideous.

She pointed at Amber and said in a sharp voice, "You bastard, how dare you!"

Bastard?

A sense of cruelty flashed in her eyes and she bypassed her desk and gave a heavy slap on Braylee's face.

The sound was quite clear and loud.

Braylee fell onto the ground again. With her hand covering her burning face, she was stunned.

She was beaten again.

Amber didn't let her go but crouched beside her and took her jaw with her left hand to turn Braylee's face to her. Then she gave another few slaps on her face. After a few loud slaps, Braylee's face began to swell up.

Now Amber finally realized that she was beaten by Amber. Suddenly, she felt both angry and humiliated.

She pushed Amber away violently and then screamed and rushed over to her, "Amber, you bitch! How dare you beat me! I will kill you!"

Sheila also heard her words outside the office. She waved her hands seriously to the guards and said, "Get in and control Braylee Reed. Protect Ms. Amber Reed."

The two guards nodded and pushed the door open before they held Braylee's two arms and took her away from Amber.

Amber heaved a sigh of relief and moved her wrist. Then she stared at Braylee coldly.

Braylee was shorter than her and thus definitely couldn't be compared with her in strength.

But in great wrath, one's strength would increase exponentially all of a sudden. Maybe Braylee had lost her head and it became tricky for Amber to ward her off.

Were it not for the two guards, maybe she would've been hit by Braylee in the end.

"Let me go! This is an order! Don't you know who I am? I'm the vice president of this company, the real owner of Goldstone! You're gonna regret this!" Braylee struggled with her arms held by the two guards while bawling with her eyes popped.

Amber gave a look to the guards to tell them not to mind what Braylee said.

The two guards would certainly listen to her words. After all, they knew who was in charge of this company.

"Oh? The real owner of Goldstone?" Amber walked over to Braylee and sneered, "How dare you say that? You only got 5% of the total share of Goldstone. How dare you say you are the real owner of my company?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐