No longer a pushover

Xenia turned green with envy as she watched the scene from the gate. It was all supposed to be hers, yet Noelle had taken it all away the very moment she

returned.

She felt that the Liddells were ungrateful. She had treated them so well for so many years, yet they had never treated her as well as Noelle.

Xenia turned to the housekeepers and shouted arrogantly. "Why is no one helping me up? Are you all blind or something?"

The housekeepers just ignored her and rushed back into the villa.

Xenia had no choice but to wobble her way into the villa on her own.

Meanwhile, Noelle looked around the villa's interior and said, "The furnishings here remind me of Aldoria."

Frank explained, "That's right. Mom and Dad designed it long ago, and we never changed a thing. We tried to keep it as it was."

Her eyes became filled with a sense of nostalgia.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Xenia had entered the house. So she deliberately asked, "Where's my room?"

Frank immediately replied, "It's upstairs. We've already tidied it up for you."

"If that's the case, that would mean that a certain someone might not have a place to stay anymore," Noelle turned to Xenia with a feigned look of concern. "But I guess it can't be helped. This house was bought by my parents, and the biggest room was always meant for me."

retorted, "Donovan already bought me another house

that Donovan

Xenia's attempt at showing off and replied bluntly. "Since Donovan already

shifted immediately, and she was at a

our family, after all. It's not right for you to live

she started to cry. But this time, no one came to

and even Lucas were all on Noelle's side,

she deliberately

was only just the

to her room and felt emotional for

villa, let alone

was

first to rush forward and greet him. Aside from Donovan, the rest of the brothers no longer cared about her

noticed that Xenia's arm was scraped, and his

of her, and she got angry about it. It's not her fault, Donovan, really. She finally got to come home, so I

does she think she is? Does Noelle think that she can do whatever she wants?"

as she stood

was still on her side, no one else

approaching her with an angry look on his face.

"Noelle, you've only just come back, and you're already causing trouble! Why did you

slightly with an amused look, not

then stood up with an irritated look. He stepped forward