Greg gripped the knife, his hand shaking uncontrollably. "Chloe, don't hold it against me. I admit we wronged you all these years and misunderstood you. But can you truly claim to be blameless? Why didn't you tell us the truth after you were reborn? You let Ethan and Jake die for nothing. I know you're taking revenge for the way we mistreated you. To show up so calmly at the Carlyn Residence, you must be working with them, right? If that's the case, then Ethan's death is on you!"

With those words, he thrust the dagger toward my chest.

Alright, so be it.

I had braced myself before coming here. If Dominic wanted to watch us tear each other apart, then I would strike back-for Whitney's sake.

So, he shared the same intent, leaving me with no reason to feel remorse.

I seized his wrist and drove my knee into his stomach. He was too weak to resist, and I effortlessly disarmed him.

Though my self-defense training was minimal, it was more than sufficient to handle someone like Greg, whose life had been riddled with indulgence.

At the Sanders, only Ethan and Jake showed any sign of growth. One was steadfast in maintaining the family business, while the other aspired to expand abroad.

Greg, on the other hand, was nothing more than a burden, draining the family's wealth on food, alcohol, motorbikes, antiques, and women.

Given his frail body and jittery state, he stood no chance against me.

As I kicked him to the ground, Kate crawled over to his side.

"Chloe, let him go! Even if he's useless, he's still your brother!"

This moment feels all too familiar-they show no remorse, yet in their eyes, I've returned as a vengeful spirit. To them, the downfall of the Sanders is entirely my doing.

How absurd. Whether Wisteria exists or not, they've always seen me as an adversary.

"Brother... "I chuckled softly.

Kate only noticed me pushing Greg to the ground, conveniently ignoring the fact that he had just tried to kill me.

Or perhaps, in their minds, I'm still the same submissive Chloe, endlessly patient, incapable of sorrow, and willing to endure their very slight.

Right now, I can't help but long for Carter-he's the only one who would unwaveringly stand by my side, no matter the circumstances.

I'm not afraid to face the world as my enemy, but I can't bear the judgmental stares of those who raised me.

To them, I'm the embodiment of everything wrong, yet the truth is undeniable ... I'm the one who has suffered!

a frail figure embraced

confusion. "Mom, why do you see Chloe this way? She

the Sanders. Your brother's death could have been avoided. Chloe is undoubtedly working with those monsters at the Carlyns. Stay away from her-she

snapped, her voice

more to say, but only managed to spit out those words. The rise and fall of her

the sound of

"Bravo! It's truly entertaining

voice,

figure cloaked in

saw her in Snowville a month ago, she had grown noticeably thinner. Her cheeks were hollow, and her entire appearance resembled a skeleton wrapped in skin. The Sanders stared at her like she

you! You

burned with hatred. "We treated you like family!

to pull Kate away, fearing she might act recklessly. Wisteria, frail and gaunt as she appeared, seemed incapable

hand and struck her across the face. The

it comes to acting like beasts?" Wisteria

stepped closer to Penelope, her voice cold and deliberate. "You should count yourself

eyes. She had witnessed,

for bringing Penelope to this point. The calm composure she once carried had vanished, replaced by a

children are blameless. If it's my life you want, take it, but spare them. They've treated you like a daughter

face me. "Don't worry," she sneered. "Your turn will

glanced at her subordinates. "Take

more gently than they had with the Sanders. They simply shoved me aside, not laying a finger on me. Penelope gave

understood her message-not to act recklessly.

events at the Sanders had made it clear:

the dungeon, already preparing to

she was the one

cared for me throughout half of my life, and I

held deep resentment towards her. "In the past, you were heartless, not only killing my grandparents cruelly but also

been tainted by

nothing but

very young because of my father's illness. Why should the Carlyns

so much? The truth is, I knew about you when I was just a little girl. Dad made

Anna at the lantern

w you

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