His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 1672:

Barbara continued, filling her in with a steady stream of details. “Here’s the thing. My uncle always refused to get married, and that drove Tamara up the wall. She kept hounding him to settle down and start a family. But he wouldn’t budge, no matter how much she nagged. Finally, he got so fed up that he went to an orphanage, adopted a child, and passed her off as his own. He handed the kid over to Tamara to raise. That kid was Zaria. Tamara raised her.”

“So that’s how it is,” Belinda murmured, a spark of understanding lighting up her delicate features.

Talking about it seemed to open a floodgate for Barbara, and she kept going. “I’ve never liked Zaria, ever since we were kids. It’s not just that she always brushed me off, but I could tell she was two-faced. In front of the family or strangers, she played the perfect daughter—poised, serene, rational. But I once caught her doing something awful. She was torturing a kitten! She didn’t stop until the poor thing was dead. I wanted to scream, but a servant grabbed me, covered my mouth, and led me away.”

She sighed. “Later, I told my mom and Mrs. Wright about it, but they wouldn’t believe me. They said I must have been mistaken, that Zaria couldn’t possibly do something like that.”

Barbara’s lips pursed in frustration. “I was so shaken back then. I thought Zaria was downright cruel! I had nightmares for days, replaying that horrible scene of her hurting the kitten. So, I can’t stand her. She makes my skin crawl.”

Zaria, she had sensed a disconnect, an unease she couldn’t shake. It seemed her instincts had

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pause, she continued, “I once overheard my dad talking to my mom about my uncle. He said my uncle must be head over heels for a woman he can’t

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