Stella Monroe couldn’t stop laughing, it took her quite a while to calm down before she sarcastically spoke: "I laugh at your stupidity, laugh at the fact that even now you don’t know the truth, laugh at you for raising someone else’s child for so many years, laugh at you for wearing two green hats and yet always being kept in the dark!"

"You, you..." Henry Stanton struggled to say a complete sentence, and if he wasn’t tied up like a rice dumpling, he would have rushed up to curse at Stella Monroe.

The word "affair" was something he couldn’t tolerate.

But then Henry Stanton recalled that Stella Monroe mentioned "two green hats".

Two? Where did the two come from? And what does raising another’s child mean?

"Stella Monroe! Tell me clearly!" Henry Stanton shouted in anger.

"Haven’t I made it clear enough? Summer Monroe is not your biological child at all! She’s a bastard born from Luna Monroe and another man! You treated Summer Monroe as the apple of your eye, little did you know she’s not your daughter at all, hahaha... ah—"

Stella Monroe laughed halfway when suddenly someone kicked her hard in the back, a sharp pain struck her, and she lost her balance, falling forward.

As she fell, her head hit directly on the rear bumper of the car, causing her head to bleed profusely.

"Ah—" Stella Monroe screamed in pain, holding her forehead and looking angrily behind her.

She saw Damian Knight standing there like The Hell King, his black eyes almost blazing with fire.

Stella Monroe was instantly terrified.

"D-Damian..."

Wasn’t Damian Knight not here just now? When did he arrive?!

With a cold voice, Damian Knight said, "I don’t hit women, but you don’t count as one. Take her away!"

"Yes!" The Vanguard appeared out of nowhere, and two men roughly dragged Stella Monroe away.

The passing pedestrians stopped in surprise to watch for a moment before covering their noses.

"That woman smells so bad..."

Stella Monroe’s face turned dark, feeling utterly humiliated, she lowered her head urging The Vanguard members, "Hurry, hurry up and leave..."

In her haste, Stella Monroe didn’t realize who The Vanguard members were, mistaking them for regular police officers, urging them to take her away.

The members of The Vanguard looked startled for a moment, then smiled wryly.

"This woman probably doesn’t know yet what awaits her, does she?"

"By offending someone she shouldn’t have, she’ll soon wish she were dead."

The Vanguard has its own special punishments, and seeing Damian Knight’s attitude, Stella Monroe is likely to endure the most brutal punishment known as "Eighteen Levels of Hell."

Stella Monroe couldn’t hear what they were discussing, she just wanted to leave this shameful place as soon as possible.

To her, even staying in prison would be better than being in the pigsty at Henry Stanton’s old home.

Unaware, she faces a place even more terrifying than the Eighteen Levels of Hell — the special prison of The Vanguard.

After Stella Monroe was taken away, Henry Stanton, trembling all over, turned to question Summer Monroe, "Is what Stella Monroe said true?!"

Summer Monroe lifted her chin with a blank expression and said, "You have no right to question me, Henry Stanton. You cruelly murdered my mother and seized the Monroe Family’s assets for yourself. Now, it’s time to settle everything!"

Henry Stanton’s mind went blank.

Never mind seizing assets, the murder charge alone was enough to land him in prison for life.

But what concerned Henry Stanton more was whether Summer Monroe was indeed his biological child, as this concerned his dignity as a man.

"Summer Monroe, whose child are you, exactly?!"