A Bitter Groom's Mother Rips Her New Bride's Cheap Dress

Margarethe ignored her son's angry words as she dropped down to her knees right on the cold marble floor. The powerful, arrogant businesswoman was suddenly on the ground, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she reached out to pick up the jade necklace. She held the small green stone up to the bright daylight coming through the window, checking the tiny crack near the dragon's head with her thumb.

Margarethe: This pendant... it belongs to my family!

Julian: What are you talking about? That is Hannah's necklace, mother!

Margarethe: Where did you get this?! Tell me right now!

Hannah wiped her eyes, leaning against Julian as her back burned with pain from the rough silk pull. She looked down at the wealthy woman who had just treated her with such cruelty, unable to understand why a piece of cheap jewelry mattered so much to a billionaire family.

Hannah: It was on my neck when I was left at the orphanage as a baby.

Margarethe: No... no, that's impossible... they told me she was gone forever!

Tears began to stream down Margarethe's face, ruining her heavy makeup as she clutched the jade tightly against her silk gown. Twenty-three years ago, her baby daughter had been stolen from a private hospital room during a bitter custody battle with a crooked ex-partner. The police had searched for years, but the case had gone cold, leaving Margarethe bitter, angry, and cold to the world ever since.

She looked up from the floor, staring at Hannah's face with a mix of utter desperation and rising emotional turmoil. The fair skin, the shape of her eyes, and the tiny birthmark near her ear—all of it suddenly became crystal clear. The girl she had called a cheap gold digger was wearing the exact dragon heirloom handed down through five generations of Vance women.

Margarethe: You... you are my long lost daughter?!

Julian: Mother, stop playing these crazy games to ruin my wedding day!

Margarethe: It's not a game! Look at the dragon carve, Julian! It's your sister's mark!

Julian froze, his own face turning pale as he remembered the old family story his mother used to tell before she became cold and distant. His parents had lost a baby girl years before he was born, a tragedy that had broken their family trust and caused endless lawsuits over their shared estate. He looked down at Hannah, then back at the jade stone held tightly in his mother's trembling hands.