The Christmas Prank That Ended Us Chapter 07

The Christmas Prank That Ended Us Chapter 07

After the recording from the engagement party was exposed, my family and the entire pack fell into chaos.

Serena’s lack of blood relation to the family and the plan to drug Garrett became the hottest topics among pack members and relatives during their daily conversations.

My father was taken away by the Royal Warriors for investigation.

Garrett also cut off the relationship with me unilaterally.

One thing after another completely shattered the sense of superiority Serena had maintained for more than twenty years.

In just half a month, Serena, who had once been arrogant and taken pleasure in humiliating me, had completely changed.

She locked herself in her bedroom. She refused to go out, speak, or socialize. Her emotions became extremely unstable.

She suffered from constant insomnia, cried for no reason, and smashed things around the house.

The pack doctor diagnosed her with severe depression.

If this had happened in the past, my mother would have been desperately searching for doctors and medicine everywhere.

But now, she had something more important to deal with.

She ignored Serena’s emotional state and instead used the kindness of raising her for more than twenty years to beg Serena to sign a letter of forgiveness.

Every day, mother and daughter sat face to face, crying and emotionally exhausting each other.

In the end, Serena finally gave in.

Three days later, my father came home.

But Serena seemed to be triggered by something.

Whenever she saw him, her condition became worse and worse.

Day after day, my parents were mentally and physically drained by Serena’s emotional breakdowns.

The house was never peaceful anymore.

With nowhere else to turn, they blamed the root of all their problems on me.

They complained to relatives everywhere.

“If Jasmine had been more understanding and willing to compromise, if she hadn’t insisted on tearing everything apart, this family wouldn’t have become like this.”

“No matter whether she ran to Santorini or somewhere else, she has to come back and take responsibility for this family and the pack!”

They said those words confidently.

But they couldn’t find me. They couldn’t contact me either.

With no other options, my parents chose the most embarrassing method.

They went directly to my former company and caused a scene.

At first, my coworkers and supervisors still considered our relationship.

Knowing they were my family, they treated them politely.

Imogen stepped forward and patiently explained.

“Jasmine has already resigned and settled in Santorini. She signed a ten-year contract, so she definitely won’t be coming back.”

“As for her contact information, that’s her private matter. We cannot interfere.”

But my parents refused to listen.

Every single day, they arrived at the company entrance and the lobby at the exact same time.

They were determined to make this matter known to everyone.

They shouted through a loudspeaker every day and even threatened:

“Unless you bring Jasmine back from Santorini, we will come here every single day!”

Their unreasonable behavior seriously disrupted the company’s operations.

When Imogen informed me about the situation in Santorini, I didn’t feel the slightest hesitation.

I simply told the company: “Call the police. If once doesn’t work, do it twice. If twice doesn’t work, do it three times. Let them stay there for a few days. Maybe then they’ll calm down.”

With my decision, the company stopped compromising.

When my parents came to cause trouble again, security stopped them and sent them directly to the police station.

After several incidents, my father became afraid of getting himself into more trouble and no longer dared to continue.

Since they couldn’t get results in person, they had to find another way.

Somehow, my parents managed to find my new phone number.

Then they started sending me messages every day.

But this time, they no longer cursed at me. They no longer threatened me. Instead, they lowered their pride completely and tried to persuade me to come home in the most humble way possible.

“Jasmine, we really know we were wrong.”

“We shouldn’t have joined Serena in those pranks against you again and again.”

“We shouldn’t have treated cruelty as a joke and ignored your pain.”

“After all, you are our biological daughter. Serena’s condition has been terrible lately. She either threatens to take pills or says she wants to end her life.”

“We’re getting old. We really can’t handle her anymore. You’re her sister. Come home and take care of her.”

Messages of apology kept appearing one after another.

The screen was filled with their desperate pleas.

There were even traces of concern mixed into their words.

Their tone was gentler than it had ever been before.

But I only replied with two sentences.

“I made more than ten copies of that recording. If you send me one more message, I’ll send one copy back to the pack.”

“Every pack member, all your friends, and all your relatives will receive it.”

The phone instantly became silent.

I looked at the quiet screen and only found it ridiculous.

For all these years, they had allowed Serena to hurt me.

They had even turned my most humiliating moments into a compilation and played them in front of everyone, making me look like a clown for their entertainment.

Yet they were terrified that even the smallest part of their own shame would be exposed.

So they had always known exactly how much this kind of humiliation could destroy someone’s dignity.

They just never cared.

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