Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 400 Disappointed Me

"I... I didn't. Benedict, I really didn't... How could I..." Yelena paled with fright.

Meanwhile, Benedict, bristling with anger, abruptly stood up! "So this is how you act when I'm not around? What kind of stepmother are you? I trusted you! You've truly disappointed me!"

After speaking, Benedict glanced at Calista but didn't say anything out of guilt toward her and went straight upstairs. He did feel sympathy for Yelena, but if her past actions were brought up, he would still be angry. It was just that he couldn't bring himself to drive her away. Seeing that Benedict wouldn't listen to her explanation and had already assumed that she had done such a thing, Yelena was in a state of panic and confusion. She was both angry and afraid, but more than that, she was filled with a sense of despair and the painful realization of her reality!

It had only been two years. Before, when she was in that family, she had everything at her beck and call. How did everything change so suddenly?

"Are you satisfied now?" In a fit of uncontrollable rage, Yelena yelled at Calista. She knew she shouldn't have spoken, knew she should have held her tongue! However, seeing Benedict leave and her meticulously prepared dinner, which was a whole afternoon's work, ultimately benefiting Calista, she felt a surge of bitterness rise in her chest. She regretted not having poisoned the food!

Calista was sipping stew from a bowl, her eyelashes casting a downward shadow. "I find you to be quite peculiar."

Faced with Yelena, who was raging like a storm as if about to lose her sanity, Calista remained as calm and indifferent as a block of ice. "Are you not being a bit too hypocritical when treating others and yourself? You had me washing clothes in the dead of winter, saying it was to encourage my independence. You made me eat leftovers, claiming it was my duty. Yet, when the tables are turned, you act as if you've suffered the greatest injustice. Do you think everyone in the world is your mother?"

cut off contact with your mother for your father's money. She died sick in bed, and you didn't even visit her one last time. Now, with how Quincy is treating you, don't you feel anything?" Upon hearing her words, Yelena clutched her chest, almost failing to catch her breath! What does Calista mean by that? Is she implying this is retribution? No way! Quincy is not that kind

her chest, gasping for air like a fish out of water! Her thin and gloomy face

pampered Quincy since childhood, indulging her every whim. However, whenever she needed you, she played the victim card. And when she didn't need you, you couldn't even catch a glimpse of her. Now, she's returned to the Wolford family to be its heiress. Do you think she remembers who you are? It's pathetic. You saw her imprisoned and did everything you could to get her out. However, once she was free, she didn't care whether you lived or died. I

just upset about the things I did in the past. She wouldn't treat me this way!" Yelena

as a piece of paper. She ended up sitting on the ground, mumbling to herself as though in a daze, "Quincy isn't

the tree, does it? Just think about what kind of person she is. She inherited her sweet tongue and bitter heart from you. The way you used others in the past that's exactly how Quincy will use you. Do you believe me when I say she might be hoping for your death right now? Once you're gone, any scandal associated with her will fade in a few years. Yelena, if you truly love your daughter, shouldn't you be begging for forgiveness in front of me, even if it means taking your own life? Maybe if I pity

one more biting than the

couldn't handle the provocation. Suddenly, she sprang up

Calista casually sidestepped, and

had painstakingly prepared all afternoon were smeared all over her face. As she struggled, the bowls

at the plates scattered on the floor. She spoke softly. "The finely crafted tableware from Blossom Porcelain Studio cost ten thousand a set. I hope you can compensate for them before you leave."

to her surprise, Yelena didn't lose her temper anymore. She was like clay in Calista's hands and was eager for Calista to