Chapter 3607

Mr. Jimenez and Audrey were not planning to present evidence at this time or place to prove that Clarissa had killed the former matriarch, Farrell.

They sought not only justice but also wanted the people of Jensburg to witness Clarissa’s true character and tarnish her reputation.

However, with only a small audience present, their influence would be minimal, and they risked allowing Clarissa to destroy any evidence.

As they approached Clarissa, Audrey, with a cold demeanor, stated, “Don’t worry, we have both evidence and witnesses regarding the horrible things you’ve done. You will get what you deserve. Dr. Carden, let’s head to the hotel. Liberty and the others are waiting for us for dinner.”

Lilian nodded in agreement. As they passed by, Mr. Jimenez paused and glared at Clarissa with contempt, though his voice remained steady. He said, “I served the late matriarch, Farrell, in life, and I will remain loyal to her in death. To me, you are merely her sister. If she hadn’t cared for you and the third young madam so deeply, I wouldn’t even want to look at you. How can you even be compared to her? You are ungrateful and will never measure up to your sister!”

He continued, “She raised you as if you were her own child, yet you reciprocated with no love. A dog would have shown more loyalty than you did.”

After finishing his remarks, Mr. Jimenez turned away, unwilling to look at Clarissa any longer.

Audrey then chimed in, “Your husband has cheated on you, your biological daughter opposes you, your three sons are disappointments, your son’s marriage is crumbling, and the adopted daughter you cared for over twenty years died because of you. This is all karma.

“You are heartless and ungrateful. You killed my parents and my third aunt. God sees everything. You and your…

“Your family will pay for your wrongdoings.”

Clarissa’s expression darkened. She remained silent, merely glaring at Audrey and the others as they walked away. Mr. Jimenez’s words stung—he had implied that a dog was worth more than her, acknowledging her only because of her sister.

She pondered why Mr. Jimenez, who had watched her grow up, had never developed feelings for her. She was younger and just as attractive as her sister; so why did he never care for her?

Clarissa clenched her fists. Deep down, she knew Mr. Jimenez was right—she was indeed ungrateful. Audrey had warned her of impending punishment, and she understood the truth in that. Her husband had betrayed her after decades of marriage, and her sons relied on her too heavily. Without her, they would soon falter, possibly even be destroyed by others. The death of her adopted daughter was her greatest sorrow, and her biological daughter, Kathryn, though capable, did not share her perspectives.

But so what? Clarissa sneered. As long as she was alive, she would not back down. She refused to relinquish her position as the head of the family. If she had to go down, she would take others with her. If she couldn’t live well, neither would they.

She pulled out her phone and called Mr. Dunn, but he did not answer.