A Night of Desire Chapter 82: You Are the Real Illegitimate Daughter

With her back to him, Clara Grant didn’t notice his movent. She was still laying into Chloe Grant.

"Besides, how dare soone who’s an illegitimate daughter herself keep saying the words ’illegitimate child’? And so what if this is my illegitimate son? It’s not like my mother was shaless enough to destroy soone else’s family, like *so* people’s mothers!"

"You!"

Chloe Grant was seething. Every word from Clara Grant struck a nerve. Even though she was now living with the Grant Family and was their current young lady,

in the eyes of outsiders, she had still been an illegitimate daughter, and her mother the howrecker who destroyed another woman’s family.

The labels she had been trying so hard to shed were now being thrown in her face so casually by Clara Grant. Chloe Grant was so angry that her entire body started to tremble.

"’You’ what?" Clara Grant rolled her eyes in contempt. "Irrelevant people should leave. We don’t welco shaless individuals who get their kicks from slandering others!"

"Clara Grant, what are you so arrogant about? Who are you calling an illegitimate daughter? Who are you calling shaless? Fine. If you say I’m shaless, then I’ll be shaless to the very end."

With that, she turned back and ordered Ivy Vance, "Ivy, take more pictures and post them online. Add so provocative captions. Let’s see how many people *won’t* think this is your illegitimate son!"

But ordering Ivy Vance around wasn’t enough to quell her anger. She turned back to Clara Grant and continued, "Hmph. You really think you’re so noble, don’t you? You still think you’re a Grant Family lady? I bet you don’t even know what your real last na is.

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your mother was indecent, and the daughter she birthed is a shaless bitch with no self-respect! Not only are you being kept by a man, but you have an illegitimate son this old. Bitch! You bitch!"

Chloe Grant repeated the insult, and only then did her anger seem to subside a little.

But the mont the words left her mouth, she saw Clara Grant stride up to her, face tight with fury. "Chloe Grant," Clara said in a low, dangerous voice, "you can say whatever you want about , but what right do you have to slander my mother?"

Chloe Grant snorted. "Slander? Hah. You still don’t know, do you? You’re not Dad’s biological daughter at all. You’re the child your mother had with another man. *You’re* the real illegitimate one, a bastard who doesn’t even know who her own father is..."

"Chloe Grant!"

SLAP!

This ti, before she could finish her sentence, two sounds rang out at once. The cry of "Chloe Grant!", filled with frustration and alarm, ca from Skylar Hayes.

The other, a sharp SLAP, was the sound of Clara Grant’s hand striking Chloe Grant’s face.

The blow was so forceful that Chloe Grant’s head snapped to the side. A clear, red handprint imdiately appeared on her fair skin.

Chloe Grant seed unable to believe she’d just been struck. She was stunned for a full five seconds before she ca to her senses, raising a hand to her cheek. She stared at Clara Grant, her eyes filled with disbelief and resentnt.

"Clara Grant, you dare to hit ?! I’m the rightful young lady of the Grant Family! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit !"

"So what if I hit you? Why wouldn’t I dare, after all the nonsense you were spouting?" Clara Grant’s eyes were wide with fury. "Apologize to my mother!"

"Apologize? Everything I said was the truth. Why should I apologize?" Not to be outdone, Chloe Grant raised her hand to slap Clara’s face in return.

Skylar Hayes and the doctor froze for a second when they saw this, then moved to step in and stop her.

But before they could make a move, a cold, authoritative voice suddenly bood from the doorway. "Stop!"

Then, before anyone could react, Chloe Grant’s raised wrist was seized in an iron grip.