hapter 369 The Final Blow

Third Person POV

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+8 Pearls

Aubrey’s words were like a poisoned dagger, stabbing straight into Aurelia’s most tender spot.

The color drained from her face; her lips trembled.

No matter how fallen she was now, she hadn’t expected to be humiliated by being told she must eat leftovers. Even Jax frowned in disapproval. “Aubrey! That’s too much!”

Aubrey merely toyed with the lamb chop on her plate with a fork, her voice light as a breeze. “When I was little and Dad wasn’t home, I couldn’t sit at the table. I always ate the scraps Aurelia and Bailey left behind. Why can I eat, but she can’t?”

it hit Jax like a

Aurelia in disbelief. Aurelia stammered, panicked.

Why did I make you go out to wash the carpet yesterday? Because you did the same to me. I was only fourteen–why

I didn’t, Jax, I really didn’t… how

pale with fright. Jax leapt to his feet,

Aubrey like that? After all the


for Aurelia, but once the truth of her past came out, anger won out–though he still couldn’t bring himself to throw her

spiraled. Fear and fury vied inside her, but above all came the crushing pain of reality: in just two years she had fallen from unquestioned

knew she should endure–but watching Jax leave and seeing the elegant dinner she had prepared

sipped her

a strange person,” she said evenly, cold as ice

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