True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Suzan spoke with unwavering confidence, but Kathryn felt anything but relaxed. 

Even if they could silence Catherine with money, her reputation was now in tatters. 

The recording Winnie posted online was damning. In a bid to rid herself of Catherine’s haunting presence, Kathryn had laid bare her darkest thoughts in front of the candle. 

Kathryn ranted about how a lowlife didn’t deserve to share her name and how Catherine had seduced Hans who was supposed to be devoted only to her, bringing her great shame… 

Just that morning, she stumbled across numerous discussions about her in the social media groups of the local elite. 

“I can’t believe Kathryn, all meek and mild on the surface, harbors such a domineering streak. Women are terrifying.” 

‘Kathryn’s nothing but a two–faced.snake. Called it a long time ago.” 

‘She plays the innocent so well, who would have thought she’s so venomous inside.” 

‘Doesn’t someone who has a same name can not lead a normal life? Does Kathryn think she’s 

a princess from ancient times, offended by her name being taken? What a joke!” 

“Aren’t you guys being a bit harsh? Isn’t Kathryn in this group?* 

“So what if she is? My family isn’t afraid of her.” 

“That’s exactly why we’re saying it!” 

‘That reminds me. Why are we of our standing even in the same group as her?” 

“Agreed. Why do we share a group with her?‘ 

And then came the group notifications – Kathryn had been kicked out of the group. 

Not every group had turned their backs on Kathryn, and some who shared Hans‘ temperament didn’t see it as a big deal. 

But the exclusion was enough to send Kathryn into a tailspin. 

“Winnie! You Bitch! Ahhh!” 

Seeing Kathryn descend into madness once again, Suzan felt a throbbing headache coming on and she hadn’t slept well these past few nights, which had twisted her ankle on the staircase that morning. 

Suzan glanced reflexively at the amulet Kathryn wore around her neck. 

It was an amulet Quincy had unearthed from the back of a drawer, given to her out of fear that Kathryn’s streak of bad luck would worsen her injuries. Suzan had pleaded with Quincy to pass it on to her sister. 

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As for the other amulet, Barton kept it for himself. 

After all he was the head of the household, and Suzan couldn’t argue with that. 

Initially, it seemed like no big deal. 

But just as Winnie had said, without the amulet, Suzan and Quincy had nothing but minor misfortunes. Despite her sympathy for her daughter, she felt overwhelmed. 

“Kathryn, stop yelling. I’ve got a headache…” Suzan tried to soothe her. “Your dad won’t let those who bullied you get away with it. Once this whole mess is over, our family will make sure Catherine and her folks pay.” 

Kathryn stopped shouting but stared at Suzan with red–rimmed eyes. “And Winnie!” 

Of course, Suzan knew about Winnie, but now, Winnie was part of the Bryant family. 

Not to mention her backing from the Bryant family, Winnie’s cunning wasn’t something they could easily tackle. 

Kathryn saw right through the hesitation in Suzan. 

She understood all too well. Winnie was only so brazen because she had the Bryant family 

backing her up. 

She knew that the Henderson family, both in terms of wealth and influence in Emerald Bay. couldn’t compare to the Bryant family. 

But the thought of swallowing this bitter pill was just too much to bear for Kathryn. 

“I’m going to sue her for fraud!” 

Kathryn suddenly grasped at straws, her eyes lighting up with determination, 

“Winnie took five million from our family before! She and Catherine set me up, they took five million and grandma’s bracelet from our home. I can sue her for fraud!” 

Suzan brightened at the thought but quickly became cautious again, “Just a bank transfer record might not be enough to sue her, right?” 

Besides, the legal team of the Bright Group were no pushovers. 

Suzan was bold, yet she still retained a shred of rationality. 

But Kathryn was undeterred. She was desperate to see Winnie fall, “I don’t care! I’m going to me! What sue her! Our family took care of her for eighteen years, and this is how she repays gives her the right to treat me this way?! Mom, you have to help me sue her! I must sue her!” 

Kathryn’s emotions surged once more, and Suzan, at the sight of her situation, could only comfort her again. 

“Alright, I will sue her for you, my little treasure. Please, don’t get so worked up. It’s bad for your health.” 

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Hearing what she wanted, Kathryn clung to Suzan’s hand, tears streaming down her cheeks, putting on a pitiful display. “Mom, why won’t she leave me alone… Why won’t they just let me go? I feel so awful… really…” 

If her earlier tantrum had barely swayed Suzan, this display of vulnerability had completely disarmed Suzan’s lingering sense of reason. 

Her heart ached and anger flared. 

“Kathryn, don’t cry. That ungrateful brat, I won’t let her off the hook! Winnie just bullied you, no way I’ll let her get away with it!” With that, Suzan let go of Kathryn and stormed out of the hospital room. 

Kathryn watched her leave with teary eyes, but slowly, a smug smile crept across her face. 

At the Henderson family. 

Quincy was consulting with a master in the house. 

Ever since Winnie had left the hospital, whether it was her words casting some sinister spell, Quincy couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. 

Firstly, he started having nightmares. In these dreams, he’d wake to find a woman lying beside him in bed. 

At first, the woman lay on the far side of the large bed. 

But when he woke from the dream, thinking he was awake, he’d suddenly see the woman lying right next to him, night after night. 

What terrified him even more was every time he jolted awake from his dreams, the woman lying in his bed had inched closer to him… 

Quincy pounded his heart with unspeakable fear. The thought of waking up with that woman. clinging to his side chilled him to the bone. 

The mere idea sent shivers down his spine. 

He had even tried escaping to a hotel for the night, but the woman, or rather the ghost from hist dreams, seemed to have marked him. Night after night, she continued to haunt his sleep. creeping ever closer. 

He wondered if this was what Winnie had hinted at before, that getting too involved with Kathryn’s cursed fate had brought this upon him. 

He’d considered reclaiming the protective amulet he’d given Kathryn, only to be met with a tirade from Suzan. 

Left with no other choice, he sought out another expert to come and cleanse his home. 

If only he could banish that specter, he might escape the nightly torment of his nightmares. 

“Master, any luck?” Quincy asked, his voice tinged with hope. 

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Thanks to Kathryn’s peculiar fate, Quincy put considerable faith in the mystical sects, and the expert before him had cost a pretty penny to consult. 

The master had circled the villa, then Quincy’s room, and finally nodded with a grave expression. 

“Your room,” the master confirmed, “is indeed tainted with an inauspicious presence.”