Chapter 1890: Chapter 1890

Chapter 1890: Chapter 1902: Skye Brown Protects Her Child

Sasha Hammond unhesitatingly displayed the cell phone screen.

She spun around holding the phone, ensuring the surrounding staff could clearly see the screen she had.

Then she brought the screen closer to Skye Brown and Molly Wellington—”Miss Wellington, see for yourself…who are the people in this photo?”

On the phone screen, Daisy Matthew was supporting a woman as they entered the hotel suite.

The woman she supported was on the inside, showing a flushed face that was hard to see clearly, and short chestnut hair.

She wore a light blue sweater, a white overcoat, and blue jeans.

Although her face was unclear, the short chestnut hair was exactly the same as Skye Brown’s hairstyle and color.

Not to mention, the woman’s outfit in the photo matched, without exception, Skye Brown’s current attire.

At the moment she saw the photo, Skye Brown’s expression changed.

Because she recognized at a glance that the suite in the photo was the hotel room she had woken up in this morning.

Skye Brown furrowed her brows, showing a look of confusion, while Molly Wellington’s face grew increasingly somber.

Last night—wasn’t it Norman York who brought her back to the hotel last night?

Why had it turned into a stunningly beautiful woman?

Last night, Skye Brown had gotten drunk, and before that, she hadn’t met Daisy, nor did she know Daisy was Dylan Wellington’s secretary.

“Ha, Director Brown, at this point, are you still going to pretend to be innocent?” Sasha Hammond saw the confusion in Skye Brown’s eyes and thought she was acting, so she couldn’t help but mock. Google seaʀᴄh novel·fire.net

“With such great acting skills, Director Brown, why direct films at all? You could debut right away…but unfortunately, I have other evidence here. Even if you try to deny, you won’t succeed.”

After speaking, Sasha Hammond swiped her finger back.

The photo on the phone screen switched to the next one.

Dylan Wellington’s figure appeared at the hotel door, with the beautiful secretary seemingly saying something to him.

Another swipe, Dylan Wellington entered the room, and the secretary left.

As for where Skye Brown went—

“Ha, there’s a timestamp under every photo. Director Brown was in the room waiting for Mr. Wellington, and the last photo of Mr. Wellington leaving was taken a few hours later…”

Sasha Hammond smirked and proudly explained.

Finally, she turned her gaze to the little girl: “Miss Wellington, now you know, right? The person who took your daddy away is not me, I’m just someone used as a cover, a poor soul who lost out.”

“The one who truly seduced Mr. Wellington is this Director Brown. It was she who clung to Mr. Wellington night after night, keeping your daddy too occupied to pay any attention to you.”

“Perhaps—Director Brown will rise to prominence soon. Once she ties down Mr. Wellington and marries into your Wellington family, Mr. Wellington will have even less time for you…Miss Wellington, once that happens, not only will your daddy not be yours, but you’ll also have to call Director Brown stepmother, hehe…”

It’s undeniable that Sasha Hammond’s words were truly venomous.

Speaking to a little girl who lost her mother at such a young age in this manner would clearly cause devastating harm.

Skye Brown was already shocked by the photos Sasha Hammond exposed, unable to accept the fact that she had shared a bed with Dylan Wellington.

She didn’t know whether these were fake photos that framed her, or if it was actually true.

Because last night, she was indeed in that room.

She indeed had relations with a man.

But whether the man from last night was Norman York or Dylan Wellington, whether the photos were a setup or the truth, she couldn’t determine.

However—regardless, when Sasha Hammond spoke those words to Molly Wellington, when she saw the stubborn little girl biting her lip, trying hard to maintain a haughty expression.

But as the tears in her eyes gathered more and more.

For some reason, without thinking it through, Skye Brown instinctively pulled the little girl who looked like she was about to cry from grievance into her arms.

She crouched on the ground, hugging Molly Wellington, raising her head with a fierce and protective demeanor like a lioness shielding her cub, she yelled at Sasha Hammond: “Whether Dylan Wellington will get married or not in the future, whether there are other women, Miss Wellington will always be his daughter. His only daughter, no one can replace that!”

“Sasha Hammond, if you say another word in front of the children, do you believe I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

[Update complete, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~ Mwah~]