The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins by A Young Cabbage

Chapter 358: Do You Think I Am the Victor?

“He left for abroad, to carry out Master Summers‘ tasks, never even glancing back at me…” Mia Ashworth’s eyes were now thick with hatred, her face twisted in rage.

Claire Donovan didn’t know whether to call Mia foolish or blinded by love. Love unrequited remains unrequited, regardless of the sacrifices made. Claire shook her head helplessly at Mia’s near madness.

Mia’s excitement grew as she spoke, her eyes bulging with hate and her fingers whitening from the pressure. “I married Benjamin Lyons in a fit of resentment and hate, despising that woman, Winona Summers. No matter what I did or how much I gave for Joseph, he only had eyes for her. So, I… ha–ha–ha…”

Her laughter was maniacal. She suddenly looked at Claire with intense hatred in her eyes, as if seeing Winona Summers in her. “When I learned Winona was to marry Frederick Vanderbilt, I was overjoyed, prepared a grand gift for their wedding. But then she fled the wedding, ha–ha, and I saw her escaping. I followed her, confronted her, and told her I was pregnant with Joseph’s child, and about helping him against the Felix. I said a lot, and I saw her face tighten. Ha–ha, I knew she believed it!”

Claire Donovan clenched her fists, her breath catching. Mia’s words confirmed her suspicions about why Winona Summers never sought Joseph after fleeing the wedding.

Heh, so that’s how it was! Mia Ashworth had poisoned her mother’s mind against Joseph with those words.

Even if Winona was initially doubtful, the closeness between Mia and Joseph and the situation with the Felix might have convinced her. Perhaps the shock was too much for even a strong–hearted Wino to bear.

Mia continued laughing hysterically, her face a mask of insanity. Claire’s eyes darkened, her fingers slowly relaxing from their clenched state.

Looking at Mia, she asked each word dripping with significance, “So, do you think you are the victor?”

“Victor?” Mia suddenly stopped laughing, looking into Claire’s eyes, tears streaming down her face, “Am I a victor? Ha–ha, am I? Ha–ha…”

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simultaneously, tears flowing uncontrollably, “Claire Donovan, when have you

me? I married a man I didn’t love, endured a loveless marriage, lived

loneliness and solitude, unable even to confide in my own daughter. Do you think I

Donovan curled her lip coldly, understanding the burdens that must have weighed on Mia

unvented, it was only now that she could speak of

possessed by the revelation.

pitiable, yet

forced my mother to endure the agony of

of fatherly love

you did was right?”

Mia Ashworth suddenly elongated

in fury, “Your mother brought it upon

victim? Then what about me? Who pities my

shaking her head. “You are the architect

attempting to seize a love that was never

expect anyone’s pity.”

Ashworth roared, her fingers

the table. The bottle shattered, sending red wine splashing everywhere. Claire

deepening as she

truths only emerge in moments of breakdown.

and when her emotions peaked, she deliberately

catching