The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 442: Is Jiang Man the Mastermind?

"Enough, stop blaming this and that! When the murder case caused a sensation throughout the city, there was no way to explain it to the shareholders if Jingya wasn’t kicked out. If you have to blame someone, blame me, it was I who drove her out!"

The Old Madam spoke in a heavy voice, her face no longer showing any sign of sorrow.

Originally, she still harbored fond feelings for Wen Jingya, but Meng Lian’s words had dampened her mood, leaving no trace of affection.

"Mom, I wouldn’t dare blame you, I just feel..." Meng Lian tried to argue further.

But the Old Madam no longer wished to listen, "Alright, it’s getting late, you and Yaobang have had a busy day, go rest soon."

With that said, the Old Madam made a motion to stand up.

"Grandma, please wait a moment." Just then, Jiang Man called out to her.

The Old Madam looked surprised.

Jiang Man didn’t say much, simply lifting her hand to glance at her wristwatch: "It’s about time."

About time for what?

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.

Lu Xingzhou glanced at her and patted her thigh reassuringly with his large hand.

He already guessed what Jiang Man was about to do.

Sure enough.

A few minutes later, the butler hurried in, "Young Madam, Young Master Wu has arrived and he’s brought two burly bodyguards, escorting someone over."

"Mm, let them in," Jiang Man responded indifferently, "It will take some effort, would Uncle Zhong mind fetching us something to drink?"

"Of course, of course, I’ve stewed some snow fungus and lotus seed soup," Lu Xuemei quickly stood up.

She gestured to the servants.

When the servants brought the dessert in, the guests from outside also entered.

Wu Yingfan was spirited, like a captain of a guard.

He approached Jiang Man: "Successfully escorted the person over for you."

"Thanks, brother,"

"I’m hungry, got something to eat?" Wu Yingfan asked with a cheeky smile.

"Of course, of course, please wait, Young Master Wu," the butler hurriedly replied.

Once Wu Yingfan found a seat, everyone looked curiously at the person standing before them, their head covered by a black hood, their face unclear, unsure of who it was.

"Sister, what’s going on?" Hu Hao nudged Jiang Man with his elbow.

Jiang Man said nothing, gesturing with her hand, she crossed her legs and sat down, exuding an imposing aura.

The two black-clad bodyguards rudely removed the hood.

The woman twisted her neck, revealing her terrified face.

Her mouth was sealed with tape, her eyes filled with horror.

"Zhang... Sister Zhang?" Lu Xuemei exclaimed in shock, unable to believe her eyes: "Wasn’t it said she had fled to the States?"

Just a while ago, they had been worrying about how to capture Zhang Ma.

"Sister, you’re impressive, actually managed to catch her?" Although Hu Hao didn’t recognize what Zhang Ma looked like, he had been involved in everything happening in the Lu Family lately, so he could guess pretty accurately upon hearing the name.

"Sister Zhang, you’ve truly disappointed me! When I assigned you to Rong Mansion, it was to take care of Zhou’er and Manman’s daily needs. Instead, you betrayed us, exposing Manman’s affairs! Do you know the consequences of leaking that marriage agreement? If Manman and Zhou’er ended up divorcing because of it, I’ll flay your skin!"

The Old Madam was so furious she stood up and struck Zhang Ma’s knee hard with her walking stick.

Zhang Ma screamed in agony, but with her mouth sealed, her pain could only emerge as muffled whimpers.

Jiang Man gestured again.

The bodyguard roughly tore the tape from Zhang Ma’s mouth.

She immediately knelt down in panic, bursting into tears, "Old Madam, please spare my life... Old Madam, have mercy..."

"You better speak up, who instructed you!" The old lady leaned on her cane, thumping it against the ground with a loud clank.

Zhang Ma continued to cry and, while crying, her eyes would sneak a glance towards Jiang Man.

Jiang Man stared at her intently.

After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly stifled her sobs, "It was Wen Jingya who made me do this! She said it was all the young mistress’ fault. If it hadn’t been for the young mistress, she would never have been driven out of the house!"

"Jingya? How is that possible!" Meng Lian exclaimed, immediately flying into a rage, "Jingya has just died, and you can’t wait to throw mud on the dead? Do you think there will be no one to prove you wrong because she’s dead?"

"You wretched woman!" She flared up and kicked at Zhang Ma.

Lu Yaobang held her back, trying to calm her down.

But Meng Lian couldn’t control herself, kicking furiously and relentlessly.

Hearing that it was Wen Jingya who had given the orders, the others remained silent.

Her dark history was extensive; it made perfect sense that she would do something like this.

"Uncle Zhong, drag her to the courtyard and cripple one of her hands." The old lady’s face was stern. At this moment, her decisiveness and ruthlessness were nothing like an ordinary old lady.

Zhang Ma, terrified by the thought of a broken hand, wailed, "Old madam, please spare me this once in consideration of my years of dedicated service! Please spare me..."

"To make an example of one to warn a hundred, if I spare you this time, how will I manage the rest of the Lu Family’s servants? If everyone betrays the master’s house like you, would the secrets of the Lu Family not be casually leaked?"

"If you keep fussing, you won’t be keeping the other hand either!"

"Old madam... old madam... wuuu..." Zhang Ma trembled with fear.

Yet, when she looked towards Jiang Man, she still kept everything concealed.

"Wait!" Jiang Man had not been in a hurry to make a stand.

Seeing Zhang Ma was about to be dragged away for punishment, if she didn’t stop it now, then after the punishment, Zhang Ma would be even less likely to tell the truth.

"Grandmother, she’s not telling the truth."

Zhang Ma had been at Rong Mansion for over seven months and had been in daily contact with Jiang Man.

Jiang Man was somewhat familiar with her family situation.

"Congratulations, Zhang Ma. Your son got an American green card, right? The reason you went to America was to join your son, yes?"

Zhang Ma was stunned, still caught in the fear of having her hand crippled.

It took her quite a while to respond, "Young mistress... what do you mean... I am responsible for my own actions... this has nothing to do with my son!"

"Nothing to do with it? You spent over four million yuan to pull strings for your son to get a travel visa, and you say it has nothing to do with him?"

Upon hearing Jiang Man’s words, Lu Xuemei was so shocked that her jaw nearly dropped.

"Zhang Ma earns a salary of 20,000 yuan a month plus a year-end bonus of 100,000, around 350,000 yuan per year. She hasn’t been with the Lu Family for ten years; even without spending a penny, it wouldn’t amount to four million. Besides, her salary wasn’t that high before, it increased little by little over the years!"

"That’s right," Jiang Man raised her eyebrows, "It is quite clear that this four million came from an unclear source."

The words "unclear source" were heavily emphasized.

Zhang Ma jumped, her body starting to shiver.

She instinctively looked at Jiang Man, seeking help.

But this time, Jiang Man avoided her gaze.

Zhang Ma was somewhat panicky, "Part of it was from my earnings at the Lu Family, and part was my savings from before..."

"I’ve had someone investigate your account; just half a month ago, there were several large transfers, though to an overseas account, they aren’t hard to trace back to the source."

"Young mistress... please don’t scare me... can you even check bank account information?"

The bank isn’t owned by you.

Zhang Ma’s eyes darted around, clearly uneasy.

Jiang Man smiled slightly, "Luckily, I do have that ability."

Her raised eyebrows exuded a mix of wickedness and brazenness...