"Your family has committed no shortage of filthy deeds. What you've offended is Heaven's justice-and hundreds upon thousands of little girls and baby girls," Xia Wanwan said.
Old Master Qiao shuddered!
How-how did she know everything!
"What else do you know?" he asked.
"You kept calling him your grandson just now. Even your own son and grandson are pieces in your schemes, aren't they?"
"Guess what would happen if Lord Qiao learned that you aren't his birth parents, and that you treated his wife that way. Would every last shred of his affection for you as his parents be severed?"
Xia Wanwan's childish voice brimmed with menace.
It only made Old Master Qiao more certain of his suspicions.
Retribution had come upon him in this very life, and so swiftly.
He had underestimated his enemy.
"Who would believe any of that if you told them?"
"A two-year-old girl saying such things is nothing more than a child babbling without restraint. Everything requires evidence. Princess Ximing, you harmed Qiao Tianci, the son of my residence's steward. This time, not even the Imperial Family can protect you. Come with this old man to the Government Office!"
As Old Master Qiao finished speaking, several burly household guards emerged behind him.
Xia Wanwan waved a hand. "I'll walk on my own."
Once outside, she suddenly curled her lips into a smile.
Who said she intended to reveal all of this herself?
She had deliberately said those things to provoke the old master, making him panic so that he would call upon every powerful backer he had. This was the psychological battle Xia Wanwan was waging against him.
After all, if Old Master Qiao fell, he would certainly die!
But even if she fell, the Imperial Family would do everything possible to protect her.
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