Chapter 115

Two cars pulled up at the gate.

Ivan was the first to step out, and right behind him—

Came the uninvited guests, Malcom and Reba.

Elodie's expression darkened. It was the anniversary of her mother's passing, and she had never wanted Malcom here. Most of her mother's suffering had come at his hands; all these years after her death, he hadn't even bothered to visit her grave once.

So why show up now?

"Elodie, on a day like this, how could you not tell your father?" Malcom strode forward, his brow furrowed in a show of annoyance and helplessness. "I should be here, you know."

Instinctively, Elodie glanced at Ivan.

If it weren't for Ivan, Malcom probably wouldn't have remembered what day it was.

Catching her look, Ivan frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

But Malcom waved a dismissive hand. "Don't blame Ivan. We were once husband and wife-how could I forget a day like this?"

Elodie nearly laughed out loud.

Malcom's hypocrisy made her sick.

had to pick today of all days

one in the Thorne family wanted

uncle don't

keep her dignity, but her voice was cold enough to

over his face. "What's

curled in a cold half-smile. "Shall I remind President Harcourt? My name

their father-daughter bond

it weren't for me, you

be

did he end up

flashing behind her eyes. Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "You're right. If not for you, I wouldn't have

hadn't paid off a reporter to catch her and Jarrod in a

she wouldn't

there to cherish about a father who'd sell out his own daughter's

wants you here. Don't upset my grandmother. Please, just go." Elodie's

left them no

Harcourts had only shown up to make

face twisted in

at Elodie, full

very presence today was a

on airs with

pity-thought we'd do you the courtesy of showing up. Honestly, you don't even know what's

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