Chapter 808 How Could It Be So Serious
Thinking this way, Beckett's heart grew heavy again. "At first, we considered the health conditions of both sets of parents, and we were a bit selfish, wanting more time to spend with Abella. We didn't want so many relatives coming over and disturbing Abella's life."
"But Winston also said that announcing it after Easter would be best. He said Abella still had some things to deal with outside, which I don't quite understand."
However, Kimberly subconsciously didn't want the announcement of the identity to become a burden for Abella, so she listened to Winston's suggestion and scheduled it for after Easter.
"Now there are only about ten days left. When the time comes, we'll invite the entire Bourbon family to witness this moment together," Beckett planned with her.
Lola was in the restroom with diarrhea, feeling extremely terrible. Earlier, to get Abella to forgive her, she had deliberately eaten half a piece of wasabi. Now, her stomach and butt were burning with pain.
Finally, when she came out of the restroom, she saw the servants packing her clothes and bedding. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
"Ms. Medici, Mrs. Medici said you did something wrong and asked you to reflect in the next building."
"What did you say?" Lola thought she had misheard, but one servant was packing her bedding, another was packing her clothes, and another was packing her toothbrush, towel, and other daily items.
"What did I do wrong? Are you sure this is from my mom? Did she say this to you herself?" Lola caught a servant and questioned them.
"Yes, Mrs. Medici said it herself."
Lola was stunned, thinking it must be because of Abella.
Abella must have badmouthed her to their parents while she was away!
Thinking this, she immediately ran downstairs and caught the butler, asking, "Where are my parents?"
"Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici had to go out for a while. If you hurry, you might catch them at the front door." Jacob had also heard about her being sent to the next building. He had just pleaded with Beckett and Kimberly, but they showed no signs of relenting.
It was clear that this time they were firm in their decision.
Lola immediately rushed out. When she saw her parents' car passing by the fountain and heading her way, she ran over.
"Dad, Mom." Lola tapped on the car window, tears welling up in her eyes. "I have something to say, wait."
Despite her injuries, she kept chasing the car, tapping on the window. "Dad, Mom, give me a few minutes."
"Stop the car," Kimberly said coldly.
The driver immediately hit the brakes.
Earlier, when he saw Lola rushing over, he didn't dare to stop or drive fast, so he had been moving at a speed of 10 mph. He was afraid that if Lola accidentally got hurt by the car, he would be in big trouble.
Fortunately, Kimberly had called for a stop.
The window rolled down, revealing Kimberly's cold profile.
"Mom, are you really sending me to live in the next building? Is it because Abella said something to you? You're not even giving me a chance to explain and just sending me away like this?" Lola's tears fell, feeling extremely wronged and sad.
They were currently living in the main house, and the next building was for guests.
Lola knew very well what it meant to be sent to the next building.
She had been the beloved daughter of the family, but now she was being reduced to a guest in her own home.
This wasn't just a personal status drop; it also represented her status in her parents' hearts, from a daughter to an outsider.
Kimberly sneered coldly, "You still don't reflect on yourself and think it's Abella badmouthing you? Let me tell you, she didn't say anything. We just happened to guess it. For the past six months, you've been two-faced, treating us like fools. We are truly disappointed in you."
"Mom?" Lola didn't expect them to know everything. If Abella hadn't said anything, how could they have guessed? Had they been suspicious of her all along, not trusting her as much as before?
"After Abella returned to this family, we talked to you several times, hoping you would understand that we felt guilty towards Abella and wanted to make it up to her. But we never mistreated you. You still had the same food and things as before. Over the years, in this family, whether emotionally or financially, you have gained a lot. The Medici family has never mistreated you." Kimberly's cold eyes fell on her. "But what did you do? You took advantage of our trust, being two-faced and bullying Abella. Go to the next building and reflect on yourself."
"Mom, listen to me," Lola wanted to explain, but Kimberly clearly didn't want to hear it.
"I originally thought you two could be good sisters, or at least get along under the same roof. You have no parents, no one to rely on, and the Medici family was willing to take you in and treat you like our own daughter. We even promised that when you get married, your dowry would be generous. But you are still not satisfied!"
"What did Abella do wrong? She just returned to the home she was supposed to be in. She was eighteen years late, and during those eighteen years, you enjoyed the wealth and luxury that belonged to her, yet you can't tolerate her."
"We have also reflected on this. It must have been Maria who led you astray back then. Now, there's no point in saying more. Go to the next building and reflect. If we find out that you still haven't repented and dare to disrespect Abella, then you will no longer a Medici."
"Mom?" Lola couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Drive," Kimberly said, rolling up the window.
"Mom? Mom." Lola felt like she had been hit over the head. Almost instinctively, she chased after the car on her injured legs, "Mom, don't go, listen to me. Don't send me to the next building. I will apologize to Abella properly. Mom, give me another chance, Mom."
Already injured, she twisted her ankle while chasing the car and fell to the ground, looking utterly miserable.
Watching the custom Rolls-Royce drive away, Lola cried out, "Mom."
But the car showed no signs of stopping. It turned a corner ahead and disappeared from her sight.
How did it come to this?
She had used tricks before and badmouthed Abella outside, but these things never reached her parents' ears. Whenever her parents had suspicions, she could always cover it up by crying. Why was it so serious this time?
They were so resolute in sending her to the next building.
How would the servants see her now?
Although it was called the next building, it was quite a distance from the main house, taking about five minutes to walk.
Her parents were actually sending her there alone.
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