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Chapter 489 A Lie for the Taking

Chapter 489 A Lie for the Taking

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Holly had been married to Greg for years without children. Doctors had told them the truth–she likely would never be a mother.

When Marilyn’s mother learned of it, she told her daughter that Holly’s wealth–her houses, her savings- would one day belong to Marilyn. From then on, Marilyn had already counted those properties and bank accounts as hers.

But Holly had shattered that dream when she adopted Adeline.

And the very next year, she had given birth to Millie.

Adeline’s arrival had stolen the fortune Marilyn once believed was guaranteed to her. From then on, how could she not hate her?

The night before, Marilyn had noticed Victor arriving at the hotel after being drugged. She knew he needed a woman to survive the night.

Ever since she had tried to throw herself at James and been cast aside–fired by Ashton on his orders–she had been desperate for another chance to latch onto wealth. And now Victor, another Luke heir, had walked right into her reach.

She had sworn she would claim him.

But then Adeline had stolen him first.

The thought drove her mad. She had even hammered on the door through the night, but Adeline had refused to let Victor open up, clinging to him instead. Her hatred had only burned hotter.

tampered with the hotel’s security footage. She had crouched outside, listening for hours, hearing Victor’s relentless struggle against the drug. She was certain he wouldn’t

the door at dawn.

dragged Adeline down the hall toward a public restroom. Marilyn coldly told him, “Do whatever you

had practically drooled over Adeline’s stunning face, but before he could rip her dress, a cleaning maid stormed in

had escaped violation. Her fury boiled,

slipped back into the hotel

said he needed help, that he would

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her own clothes. She pinched her skin hard- enough to

the night’s torment. Her eyes

lay there in nothing but shorts, half–covered by a blanket. She reached

eyes snapped

sharp as blades, cutting straight

Her heart lurched.

shrank back, her fingers trembling as she