Viola Harris looked at her son, who appeared blank and devastated, and couldn’t help but feel heartbroken. "Don’t worry, son. It’s just a woman, after all. Besides, weren’t we planning to get rid of Sabrina Johnson? Now we don’t even need to look for an excuse." William Stewart said, "We can’t divorce!" "Husband, what are you talking about?" Viola Harris didn’t understand why William Stewart could still accept a woman like Sabrina Johnson at a time . "You stupid woman, stay out of it!" William Stewart looked at his son, his face full of disappointment. This was not the time for weakness. "If you divorce Sabrina Johnson now, you’ll be proving those rumors right, and our Stewart family’s reputation will be ruined! We absolutely cannot divorce at this point! Wait until this blows over, and then you can do whatever you want with Sabrina Johnson!" Viola Harris always listened to her husband and thought he made sense, but she still felt uneasy. "Doesn’t that mean we’re letting Sabrina Johnson off easy?" "Hmph!" William Stewart sneered. "Feeling wronged now? I tried to warn you back then! You couldn’t see Sienna Johnson’s worth and insisted on marrying Sabrina Johnson, even forcing a shotgun marriage!" "Do you regret it now, Frederick?" It was more than regret for Frederick. If he had known Sabrina Johnson was such a filthy woman, he wouldn’t have even touched her, let alone married her. "Yes, Dad, I regret it! I shouldn’t have disobeyed you and insisted on marrying Sabrina Johnson!" He must have been out of his mind at the time to abandon his fiancée and marry Sabrina Johnson. "I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve walked roads. You didn’t listen to your elder, and now you’re suffering the consequences!" "Husband, our son knows he’s wrong now. Besides, Sabrina Johnson always acted so well-behaved; who could’ve known she had such a background?" Viola Harris defended her son. William Stewart shouted at his wife, "It’s all your fault! A doting mother spoils the child!" "Who’s like you? Besides Frederick, who knows how many sons you have out there? I only have this one son. How can I not dote on him?" Viola Harris was also upset. Her husband not only didn’t comfort her but instead pushed the blame onto her. "You, you, what nonsense are you spouting?" "William Stewart, don’t think I don’t know anything! I only put up with it because I don’t want our Freddie to grow up without a father and I don’t want our family to fall apart! When I was pregnant with Freddie, you were already sleeping with your secretary! Don’t think I know nothing!" Viola Harris cried. Having these ugly affairs exposed by his wife in front of his grown son, William Stewart felt his face burn, turning shades of red and pale. "Shut up! You stupid woman!" "If you were afraid of people talking, you shouldn’t have done it in the first place! All these years, I bore a son for your Stewart family, worked myself to the bone for you, and this is how you treat our son and me?" William Stewart found his wife utterly unreasonable. He turned and stormed away in frustration. "You’re completely irrational!" "Yes, I’m stupid! You find me annoying, so go find those vixens!" "Mom, don’t say any more." When Viola Harris saw her husband leave, she immediately stopped crying; the desperate grief from moments ago vanished. Her husband, William Stewart, had numerous women over the years. Yvette Harris had long since lost her feelings for him. As long as he and those other women didn’t "create a life," Yvette Harris would turn a blind eye. A woman of Yvette’s age, having all she ought to have, she now relied on her son to live, not her husband. If her son did well, she would be well. Official source is noⅴelfire.net "Son, don’t be sad. It’s not a big deal," Viola Harris comforted him. "Mom, I want to divorce that bitch Sabrina Johnson!" Frederick insisted. "Son, your father just said not to divorce her while this scandal is at its peak; listen to your father. He has more foresight than you," Viola Harris still had faith in her husband’s abilities. "Mom, I can’t accept this!" Frederick had schemed meticulously, thinking he would be the ultimate winner, only to find out he was the biggest loser in the end. How could the proud and aloof eldest young master of the Stewart family, who had always lived on a pedestal, swallow this indignity? Viola Harris slapped her son. "Don’t you dare act recklessly! Listen to your father! You are his only son; he won’t harm you! You can get a divorce, but you must wait until this storm passes!" "Frederick, did you hear me?" Thus, the Stewart family’s solution was to put on a brave face and swallow the bitter pill. They even hired a prestigious legal team to sue Weekly Headlines for false reporting and defamation, demanding a public apology in the newspaper and compensation for emotional distress amounting to 150,000! And 150,000? That wasn’t even enough for Mrs. Stewart to buy jewelry. The Stewart family was merely making a gesture, trying to force Weekly Headlines to admit their reporting was inaccurate. However, Weekly Headlines had never been one to back down. This was one of the reasons Sienna Johnson had chosen Weekly Headlines from so many newspapers. "Young Master Cooper, what should we do? The Stewart family is suing us..." The editor-in-chief of Weekly Headlines couldn’t take the pressure anymore and came to his behind-the-scenes boss for help. Arnold Cooper seemed unconcerned. "Let them sue. Look at you, so worried. Is this the first time Weekly Headlines has been sued?" "It’s not the first time, but it’s never been this serious! Young Master Cooper, you don’t know how much trouble that Reporter Kyle’s article has caused this time. It blew the lid on the Johnson, Stewart, and Harris families..." The editor-in-chief was very troubled. He scratched his balding head, where only a few strands of hair remained, feeling that if this torment continued, all his hair would fall out, and he’d become completely bald. "Loretta did a great job this time. Give her a bigger bonus at the end of the year," Arnold Cooper said, always clear about rewards and punishments. "Young Master Cooper, Loretta acted so recklessly, publishing the news without my approval! You absolutely cannot condone such behavior. If this continues, who knows what kind of disaster she’ll stir up next?" Young Master Cooper laughed. "Old man, look at your lack of courage! If the sky falls, I, your Young Master, will hold it up for you. What are you afraid of?" "Even if you’re afraid, you charge forward! Anyone who dares to bully my woman will pay the price! Go back, pull all other news, and feature this story on the Weekly Headlines website, 24 hours a day!" "Damn it! Bullying my woman! This Young Master will make you pay!" "Who is the Young Master’s woman?" the editor-in-chief asked belatedly. "Isn’t Sienna Johnson’s boyfriend Kenneth Brown?" "They won’t get married!" Arnold Cooper said with a smile. The editor-in-chief felt a chill, realizing he was indeed getting old; he understood less and less of the young people’s world.