No longer a pushover

Chapter 464

Xenia's voice trembled with fear as she shouted, "Noelle, what nonsense are you talking about? My dad is already dead!"

She was afraid the Liddells had found something, as she had always believed she was safe. After all, if Sean had not contacted her himself, she would not have known he was still alive.

With that in mind, Xenia thought there was no way the Liddells could have known, either. Yet, the fact that Donovan had secretly been investigating the car accident all these years sent chills down her spine.

Xenia wondered if Donovan had found anything and whether the person who had hacked her phone a few days ago was Noelle or Donovan.

Noelle smirked as she watched Xenia's face turn pale. So even this bitch could get scared, huh? She had hidden the truth for so many years and had never expected that the Liddells were still digging into that car accident!

Donovan frowned and spoke up, "Noelle, Xenia's father is already dead. There's no way he could be a suspect."

"If the accident was suspicious from the start, then maybe the person who supposedly died didn't actually die," Noelle said, staring straight at Xenia. "What do you think?"

"M-My dad is dead! Noelle, you're saying this on purpose, and it's way too cruel. If my dad somehow survived that accident, then wouldn't that mean your parents could've survived, too?"

Sean was dead-no

she looked at Donovan, choking on emotion as she said, "Donovan, Noelle can insult me all she wants,

She turned to Noelle and snapped, "You're going too far. Even a

found it ridiculous that Sean was being called a dead man.

my dead father into this? Do you actually think he's still alive? If anything, I'd be the one who wants him to be alive the most," Xenia said, carefully

her. "It's just a

what you're

lost your parents that year, and I lost my father,

understanding facade. Deep down,

It seemed like Noelle was just throwing

have exposed everything by now.. Yet, Noelle had not mentioned a

was actually Mrs. Cantrell, the so-called 'Queen of the Media,' who made sure

family?" Noelle frowned. In her past life, the Liddells had no real connections with

a cold smirk. "Noelle, do you see now? I've been going easy on you all this time. But if you keep being stubborn, don't