Regret Novel 163

Chapter 163

Mrs Rayburn burst into the room, hurting the doll in her hand straight at lise and

her daughter

“Auntie Charlotte grabbed Wire Reyburn’s arm, trying to hold her back

“Ugh! Wicked women, wicked worner! Mrs. Rayburn shrieked finging another

plush toy

Genevieve and her mother stumbled backward as the barrage continued Finally, Genevieve snapped, her patience gone. “You crazy old bat–are you insane?”

“Genevieve, show some respect for my mother,” Wesley’s normally gentle tone turned frosty, an unmistakable edge beneath his words. “Don’t think just because you’re the Howard family heiress I won’t deal with you.”

Mother

Genevieve’s face went pale. “She… she’s Mrs. Rayburn?”

It was lise’s first time meeting the infamous Mrs. Rayburn, and she was genuinely taken aback. Despite being nearly fifty, the woman was still breathtaking–a beauty untouched by time, her features elegant and striking

Rumor had it that Mrs. Rayburn wasn’t right in the head, but even so, she was the only woman Sean Rayburn had ever loved.

Years ago, there’d been a scandal in Eldermere: some wealthy socialite, thinking Mrs. Rayburn was just a pretty fool, had tried to take advantage of her. The very next day, that man disappeared–vanished without a trace. In the city’s upper circles, no one dared disrespect Mrs. Rayburn, no matter what they whispered

her mental state. Her husband adored her, her son cherished her, and even the Rayburn grandparents never showed a hint of

had always thought the gossip was exaggerated. Seeing Mrs. Rayburn now, she fmally

mean no harm.”

forward, Mrs. Rayburn snatched up another soy and hurled it at her.

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alright–let’s not throw things anymore,” Charlotte soothed gently, only stepping in after

the Howards. She just didn’t want Mrs. Rayburn to pick up such a

immediately clung to her. “Sweetheart, I don’t like them! Make

but swallowed her anger, her tone forcedly polite. “I apologize. We’re intruding–perhaps another day would be better for

Genevieve was reluctant to leave, but the glare Ilse shot her left no room for argument. She

Charlotte walked Mrs. Rayburn back to her room. Charlotte glanced at her watch–it was already two o’clock. “Mr. Rayburn,

drive you,” Wesley

“What about your mother-”

not bully my daughter!” Mrs. Rayburn had somehow slipped up behind him

couldn’t help but

exasperated. “Mom, do I look like that kind of

her reluctance plain on her face. “Will you come

her fragile hopefulness tugged at Charlotte’s heart. She squeezed Mrs. Rayburn’s hand and smiled softly. “If

eyes

She understood Charlotte.

Wesley watched them, thoughtful.

too furious to keep it in. She started smashing things in the living room, sending

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