hapter 369 The Final Blow

Third Person POV

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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

disbelief. Aurelia

fork in her hand. “Didn’t? Why did I make you go out to wash the carpet yesterday? Because you did the same to me. I was only fourteen–why did

I really didn’t… how

went pale with fright. Jax leapt to

while I was away you treated Aubrey like that? After all the trust I showed you! You’re truly


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

but above all came the crushing pain of reality: in just two years she had fallen from unquestioned mistress to a pitiful woman who couldn’t even sit at the table without asking

seeing the elegant dinner she had prepared all afternoon become Aubrey’s, she felt bile rise in her throat and inwardly cursed herself for not having poisoned the

sipped her

person,” she said evenly, cold as ice even while

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