Joan Chandler stood behind the thick curtain, secretly opened a gap, and glanced at the dense crowd outside, but only at a glance, someone in the crowd seemed to notice the strangeness of the curtain, and in an instant the flashing lights swarmed here, at first it was only one or two, but then the others also realized the abnormality, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen flashing lights poured in, which made Joan frightened and quickly closed the curtains.

When she closed her eyes, Joan could feel countless flashes of light in the dark world, which made her brain ache, and her head was dizzy and she couldn't stand at all. Opening her eyes, Joan checked the curtains up and down again to make sure there wasn't a trace of space, and then she let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the couch in horror, her mind blank and she didn't have any thoughts.

Since last night, there have been reporters in front of their house who have begun to gather one after another, she was still dressed up yesterday, ready to go to Jordan's school to pick him up, Jordan's psychological state has been very unstable for a while, and the school has reacted to this matter several times, which makes Joan have to start spending more energy on her son. But as soon as she went out yesterday, several people rushed up, like crazy people, and that cannibalistic appearance scared Joan out of her body, and she didn't even have time to look at whether there were three or four people in front of her, and fled directly back to the house.

When Evan returned, he was also so frightened that he could only comfort Joan in a godless way, saying that if he couldn't wait for them, the reporters would disperse tomorrow. I just don't know if this is comforting Joan or himself.

When they came this morning, Joan saw the incredible sight outside the window, their villa was surrounded by reporters, although she did not count them in detail, but there were at least a hundred or more people, densely packed, like the scene of ants moving under the rainstorm.

All the reporters pointed their camera lenses at their house, and when she passed by the kitchen sink, the oncoming flash light made her panic, and she realized what it meant to "live under the spotlight", she hurriedly tried to close all the curtains, but the reporters outside seemed to be crazy, recording her every move with their cameras, even including her actions of pulling the curtains, which made her fall into infinite panic, this qiē was too terrible, as if it were ...... It's as if those journalists can dismember every inch of your body with their eyes.

Joan hurried to her husband for advice, only to scare Evan into a mess, and his hands shook more than anyone else, and he fell down even when he walked on the flat ground, stumbled into the kitchen, and began to rummage through the cabinets for wine, and after pouring two large glasses of whiskey in one go, he locked himself in his study like a coward, and never came out again.

Joan sat on the couch, but her body began to tremble uncontrollably, making her feel like she was standing naked in the snow and ice, and there was no one around her to find anyone to turn to. She knew that Michael Jackson's affair had happened, and she also watched "News Sixty" yesterday, and the scandal of their family was completely exposed, making her feel naked and without any cover-up.

Joan actually knew the whole thing, after all, it was her husband and son, and she knew that his husband was instigating his son to lie, but she felt that it was wrong, but she didn't stop it. Because deep down, she always thinks that Michael is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and they just want 20 million dollars - just 20 million, which is just a drop in the bucket for Michael, but it can save their whole family. What's more, hasn't Michael always been passionate about doing charity? Then he took it as a charity to fund their family, what a perfect excuse!

Even including Amital, Joan vaguely guessed it in her heart, but she chose to avoid it, chose not to care, maybe in the depths of her subconscious, she also agreed with her husband's approach, but she was unwilling to bear the shackles of morality.

But today, no, it was only yesterday that Joan really realized what she had done, and how terrible the pressure Michael had endured when he faced the media bombardment; Only then did Joan really realize what she had missed, and what a terrible accusation Hugo had made when he faced the righteous rhetoric of the media.

There's no way for her to get into heaven, right?

Joan sat on the couch shivering, she didn't even have the strength to cry, she was surrounded by despair, her lips trembled, her brain went blank and she sat in place, even the slightest movement of her fingers seemed so laborious.

"Mom, we did something wrong, didn't we?" A voice suddenly rang out, echoing through the living room, causing Joan to leap like a frightened bird—the spacious living room that had been her pride, but now a nightmare for her, and the echo made her feel like she was in hell. As soon as she looked up, she saw Jordan wearing his sleepiness, the fifteen-year-old child's body was already half like a sapling, and his green face was covered with pimples, but the eyes that should have been clean and clear were full of pain at this time.

Joan sat in her eyes, overwhelmed, unable to react in any way. Just then, a loud bang came from the window, and then a stone fell directly on the floor of the living room, making a muffled sound - someone smashed the window. This caused Joan to start screaming, and the noise outside the window was swarming like a tidal wave.

"Devil! You demons! You deceived the whole world with lies, you ruined the life of an artist with a conspiracy, you ruined a man's life with greed! ”

“****！ Hell ****! You deserve to go to hell! ”

"Vampires! Cunning, sinister, shameless vampires! You deserve to be crucified forever! ”

"Disgusting Chandler! Shameless Chandler! Cheap Chandler! ”

"Give me back Michael Jackson, give me back Michael! Woowoo woo ......"

The sound of ping-pong pounding came from all sides of the room, as if the whole world was concentrating on the land, and the people's anger was like a volcano, firmly surrounding the place, turning this gorgeous palace into a terrible island, and the hell fire was strangely lit in sight, as if it could easily burn everything to the ground.

Joan looked around, and the living room that had allowed her to enjoy countless comforts had now become a cage, imprisoning her in this world, and the darkness on all sides enveloped the whole room tightly, even the rising sun could not break this bondage, as if it was ...... It was as if the land had been abandoned by God.

Then Joan saw Jordan standing trembling in place, his fifteen-year-old thin figure like a mast floating in a storm, and it could be broken at any moment. Jordan's panicked face was full of grandeur and fear, and every sound would startle him, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"God, what have I done, what have I done, what have I done to my children." Joan held her head in her hands trembling, and she wanted to step forward and give Jordan a hug, but Jordan took half a step back in fear, his eyes full of rejection and resistance. This made Joan stiffen in place, even if the cursing was still incessant, it was far less than the despair on Jordan's face at this time.

Joan suddenly remembered Jordan's psychiatrist, in fact, Jordan has been receiving psychotherapy since September last year, but the situation has been good and bad, which also makes Joan not pay much attention - she is enjoying her life as a human being. But then Joan realized how badly that lie hurt Jordan.

Joan knew she was to blame, but she couldn't bear the pain, so she quickly found a scapegoat, "Evan Chandler! You coward! You devil! You ruined Jordan, you ruined me, you ruined this family! Like a demon out of hell, Joan brandished her minions and ran barefoot towards the study, then frantically slammed the door of the study to get her husband out, then bit off the aorta in his neck, and watched him be tortured to death.

Jordan stood there in fear, his breathing began to become rapid, and he tried to dissuade his mother, but her madness discouraged him; He tried to find a place to hide, but the sound of swearing and smashing from all directions made him feel that no place in the world was safe; He wanted to find the warmth of the sun, but the thick ink of the night seemed to never be able to push away, and the ubiquitous navy blue made him feel that the whole world was so dirty.

Suddenly, Jordan began to rub his arms vigorously, he felt that he was really dirty, dirty as if he had been splashed with ink, he wanted to wash himself clean, but no matter how he rubbed it, it was getting darker and darker, which made Jordan start to scream, "Mom, Dad! Mother! Help, help me, help me quickly! ”

But when he looked up, he saw his mother still knocking frantically at the door, and suddenly the door of the study opened, and his father appeared viciously, and he wanted to beat his mother viciously, but he was caught off guard by his mother, and his father was shouting angrily, "You madman! "The smell of alcohol can be smelled even through the hallway.

Father! Jordan suddenly realized something, he took a step back in fear, and one step more, he remembered the moment when his father tricked him into lying, and his father's hideous and distorted smile became a nightmare like a demon mask for Halloween, and Jordan turned and ran away in fright, opened the door, and opened it again.

The sun spilled down suddenly, and the warmth of the whole body made Jordan moan comfortably, he wanted this warmth, he dreamed of this warmth, and the tears suddenly began to burst, and he covered his cheeks in pain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm lying, I'm lying, it's all my dad asking me to lie, I'm lying!" ”