Chapter 452 Explosive Accusations
Elsie’s hands were shaking with rage, yet she couldn’t do a thing about Peggy.
Lowering her voice, Peggy sneered, “What’s the matter? Afraid I’ll marry into your family and threaten your precious little spot?”
“You’re just the little sister, but you act like you’re Owen’s girlfriend. Why are you competing with me like we’re in some love triangle?”
Elsie snapped, “Go ahead and report it! The whole world will know you slept with a man. Let’s see who would still want to marry you then!”
“Fine!” Peggy raised an eyebrow. “If I can’t get married, then your brother’s going to jail. When he gets out, I’ll marry him anyway.”
Elsie was so furious it felt like her lungs were going to explode. She raised her hand and lunged. “I’ll kill you!”
Peggy didn’t back down. She grabbed Elsie’s hair and shoved her head down, while Elsie wildly clawed at her face.
The room filled with screaming and chaos. Owen burst in, saw the mess, and rushed over, prying at Peggy’s hand. “Let go of her!”
Peggy had locked on with everything she had, yanking hard on Elsie’s hair.
Elsie was bawling. Owen gritted his teeth and pried Peggy’s fingers loose.
Peggy collapsed to the floor, staring at her own red, blood-streaked hands.
Then she looked up and saw Owen cradling Elsie in his arms, trying to comfort her.
Seeing their intimate posture, something seemed to click in Peggy’s mind. “Are you two into incest?”
Owen flushed. “Shut up!”
Peggy clicked her tongue. “No wonder a grown man like you still doesn’t have a girlfriend. You’ve been keeping it in the family, huh?”
“Rich families really do have the juiciest scandals. I can’t keep this to myself,” she said, pulling out her phone and pointing it at them. “Come on, show the world. I get it now–she bosses you around because she’s got a thing for your junk!”
Peggy zoomed the camera in on Elsie. “Don’t hide now. Let’s get a good look at the leading lady in this family soap opera. So proud to be hugging her big brother, huh?”
Elsie sobbed and ducked behind Owen. Owen, livid, reached out and blocked the camera. “Get that out of my face!”
Peggy taunted, “I recorded everything your little sister said earlier. She said she ranks first in your family. Now I get it—she earned that spot by sleeping with her own brother!”
“Shut up! That’s slander—it’s illegal!” Owen shouted, completely losing control.
Peggy grinned. “Go ahead. Sue me!”
Owen, overwhelmed by rage, slapped her across the face.
Peggy froze for a second, then slowly turned her head back. Without a word, she lowered her head and dialed the police. “Hello? I want to report an assault. I was raped—then beaten up by him and his family! Please hurry, Officer. If you don’t get here soon, they’ll kill me!”
Owen and Elsie stared at her, horrified. They hadn’t expected her to go this far.
Peggy looked at them calmly. Instead of freaking out, she started tugging at her hair, making a tangled bird’s nest. Then she ripped her clothes.
Owen was stunned. “What the hell are you doing?”
Peggy gave him a chilling smile and walked out to wait at the door for the police.
Elsie was speechless. She had finally met her match—Peggy was even more shameless, more ruthless. Compared to her, Elsie felt like a schoolgirl.
Not wanting this to blow up further, Owen followed Peggy out and tried to reason with her. “Let’s settle this privately. Call them off.”
Peggy glanced at him with a smirk. “We’re not even married and you’re already trying to control me?” Then she added, “You want me to cancel the call? Fine. Marry me right now. Go get the marriage license.”
Owen was speechless.
Peggy waited until she heard the approaching footsteps of the police. Then, like flipping a switch, she threw herself into full drama mode. She grabbed Owen’s hand and shoved her hair into it. “Please stop! Don’t hit me anymore! I can’t take it!”
“Let go of her! I’m warning you—step back or I’ll use my taser!” one of the officers barked.
Owen turned beet red under their harsh gazes. “It’s not what it looks like, Officer. Please, let me explain!”
Elsie jumped in. “Yeah! She’s faking it. Don’t believe her, Officer!”
The cops looked at them, then turned to Peggy.
The officer’s expression turned stern. “Do you think we’re blind? That huge handprint on her face—did she slap herself?”
“…I only hit her once,” Owen mumbled. “The rest wasn’t me.”