My Funreal 107

Chapter 107 A Slap! We’re Donel 

It was Sloane. 

Nova ground her teeth in anger, ignoring her as she tried to step around her and head in the other direction. 

But Sloane stepped in her way with a smirk. “Nova, you saw that just now, didn’t you?” 

Nova froze mid–step. The image of Sloane and Kael embracing intimately flashed in her mind instantly, cutting into her like a knife. 

She fought to stay composed, her eyes cold as she sneered, “Oh, so it was you two. I thought it was just a couple of stray dogs.” 

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At her words, the smile on Sloane’s face collapsed, her complexion turning ashen. “Nova, you-!” 

“Get out of my way.” 

Nova’s expression hardened. She swatted Sloane’s hand away and strode forward, but barely took two steps before a recording started playing. 

It was Kael’s voice… Nova’s spine went rigid. 

Through the recording, the man’s deep voice echoed, “Stop crying. I know today was tough, but Nova finally believes it. Once things stabilize between us in a while, I’ll make it up to you properly. 

“Sloane, you did great today. I didn’t dote on you all this time for nothing.” 

Nova’s face paled, her fingers tightening around the strap of her bag until her knuckles whitened. 

“I’ll figure something out about your mom’s bone marrow. I’ll also have the chief doctor at Voss Private Hospital keep an eye on her. 

“And about your job–I’ll find a way to sort that out later too.” 

Boom! 

Nova’s eyes trembled violently, all color draining from her face until she looked deathly pale. 

In that moment, everything around her went silent; all she could hear was the tender, doting tone in Kael’s voice… 

She’d fought so hard to get back at Sloane, to make her pay for what she’d done. Yet Kael had erased all her efforts with just a few words. 

Nova let out a bitter laugh, her eyes stinging. 

She could barely remember when Kael had once defended her fiercely whenever she was bullied–back then, he’d confront anyone who said a 

bad word about her. 

But now, everything was different. 

He still claimed to be “defending” someone, but this time, it was his mistress at her expense. All her struggles, all her perseverance, had turned into a cruel joke. 

The irony cut deep. 

Nova’s heart ached so badly that the bag in her hand slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor with a thud–as if her dignity and pride had crashed down with it. 

Sloane raised an eyebrow, turned off the recording, and sauntered over. 

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He Cried at My Funeral, I Laughed at His Gala 

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Seeing Nova looking so shattered finally made her feel better. 

Nerved Nova right for embarrassing her at the press confereticel l’or mocking her! 

Sloane sneered, “Nova, hear that? You’re just a pawn being played. What right do you have to act superior? ‘Mrs. Voss? In the end, you’re nothing but a joke! 

“So what if I made a fool of myself today? Kael will make up for everything I lost my reputation, my job, he’ll fix it all for me! But you? You’ll spend the rest of your life trapped in this lie. How pathetic” 

Those few words hit Nova like buckets of cold water, shattering what was left of her pride. 

Her face turned even paler 

She hated the idea of losing her composure in front of Sloane, but right now, she felt frozen–powerless to do anything. 

Because Sloane was right. 

She was trapped in a lie.. told by the man she’d loved for ten years. And she had become a joke–all her efforts wiped away by the person she cared about most. 

Watching Nova’s broken state, Sloane finally vented the anger that had been boiling inside her. 

She let out a cold chuckle and turned to leave until a beautiful figure suddenly darted over and slapped her hard across the face, 

Caught off guard, Sloane’s right cheek instantly reddened and swelled. 

The pain mixed with humiliation, and she yelped, “Who do you think you=1” 

Her words died in her throat when she saw who the woman was. “M Mrs. Alison Voss…” 

Alison glared at her coldly, as if looking at a pile of garbage. “Since when do stray cats and dogs get to yap in front of the Vo 

Family?” 

Sloane’s face turned deathly pale, She bit her lip in humiliation. “Mrs. Alison Voss, please, let me explain- 

“Shut up.” Alison shot her a look of disgust. “Don’t you dare forget your place. Do you really think you’re worthy of talking to me?” 

She scoffed, “Kael only keeps you around because you’re somewhat pleasing to the eye. You think that gives you the right to act like you belong? 

Sloane opened her mouth, but no words came out. The most humiliating truth about her had been laid bare for all to see, leaving her utterly embarrassed. 

Alison huffed and turned to Nova, her expression a mix of frustration and disappointment Nova was still family, and no outsider had the right to humiliate her. 

Who did Sloane think she was? 

“Mrs. Alison Voss, Kael and I truly love each other…” It was Sloane’s first time meeting Allson. Even after being insulted, she forced herself to curry favor–after all, this woman might be her future mother in law. “He and Nova have no future together. You have to 

“Since when did a nobody like you get to meddle in the Voss family’s business?” Alison cut her off with another slap. 

Sloane bowed her head in shame. 

Alison’s voice turned icy. “Let us make this clear. Know your place. A nobody thinks they can crash a VIP party and pass as A list? Stop living in a fantasy 

Chapter 107 A Slap! We’re Done! 

She jabbed a finger at Sloane. “Even if Kael and Nova were over, you’d still have no right to stick your nose in! If I ever catch you running your mouth again, I won’t let you off the hook. Now get out!” 

Humiliated beyond words, Sloane didn’t dare to retort. She turned to leave–only to have her hair grabbed and another slap slammed into her right cheek. 

“Ah!” she screamed in pain. 

Nova had snapped. She landed two more slaps on Sloane, standing in unexpected solidarity with Alison. Only when she felt the anger fade did she finally let go of Sloane’s hair. 

“Sloane, I warned you last time–don’t act like a shameless pest in front of me! From now on, every time I see you, I’ll slap you again.” 

Alison’s eyes widened slightly. Nova had always been gentle and composed; it was rare to see her lash out like this. 

Sloane’s face was swollen and red, and she was seething–but with Alison present, she didn’t dare to say a word. 

She stormed off, fuming. Nova, just you wait. 

Once Sloane was gone, Nova gradually calmed down. Those slaps had taken the edge off her frustration. 

She turned to Alison, surprised to see her there. 

She’d never expected Alison to stand up for her–they’d always butted heads, and this was the first time they’d been on the same side. 

Nova pressed her lips together, about to say something, when Alison looked at her with disdain. 

“Disgraceful. From now on, don’t tell anyone you’re part of the Voss family.” Alison sniffed. “If it weren’t for our partnership–and the fact that you’ll be gone soon–I wouldn’t even bother with you.” 

Nova froze. 

Alison huffed, grabbed her bag, and turned to leave. 

“Then pay me back the $60 million you owe me first,” Nova said with a dry laugh, meeting Alison’s gaze with a hint of amusement. 

Alison’s face flushed with embarrassment. She stormed off, fuming–but halfway down the hall, her phone buzzed. 

It was a WhatsApp message from Nova: [Forget the $60 million. Make it $50 million-$10 million is your payment for helping me slap Sloane 

today.] 

Reading the message, Alison’s furrowed brows relaxed slightly. She muttered under her breath, “At least you have some decency…” 

Meanwhile, Nova couldn’t help but smile after sending the message. 

She was about to put her phone away when an unknown number popped up on the screen. 

Who could it be? 

Her mind instantly flashed to a familiar face. 

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