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.

to pick today of all

Thorne family wanted him

grandmother and uncle

dignity, but her

over his face. "What's with that attitude? Do you remember I'm your father at

"Shall I remind President Harcourt? My name is

remained of their father-daughter bond had faded three

propriety. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be

be

up with

eyes. Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

off a reporter to catch her

have misunderstood her, and she wouldn't

daughter's reputation just to turn a profit and feed

my grandmother. Please, just go." Elodie's gaze grew icy as she

no

day when her family mourned, the Harcourts had only shown

face twisted in

at Elodie, full

very presence today was a

dared to put on airs with

derisive snort. "The Thornes are barely holding it together. We only came out of pity-thought we'd do you the courtesy of showing up. Honestly, you don't even know what's

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