The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 278

"Dahlia, I'm begging you... please give me back Charlie's ashes." Evelyn was on her knees, looking up at Dahlia with tear-filled eyes, pleading desperately. Charlie's ashes were in Dahlia's possession, leaving Evelyn with no choice but to do whatever it took. Her pride meant nothing if it meant she could protect her daughter's remains.

Dahlia looked down at Evelyn, who was obediently kneeling before her, with a sense of superiority. Images of that night at the little brat's grave flashed through Dahlia's mind. Evelyn had grabbed her hair, forced her down, making her bow to that little brat, until her forehead was bloody. It was the greatest humiliation of her life. Every time Dahlia recalled that scene, she wished she could destroy Evelyn. How dare this woman? Now that Evelyn was at her mercy, there was no way Dahlia would let her go easily.

"Evelyn, if you're begging, you should at least look like you're begging. Is this how you ask for something?" Evelyn met Dahlia's gaze, her eyes finally settling on the urn in Dahlia's hands, her fingers digging deeply into the dirt as she knelt. For Charlie's sake, she lowered her head and bowed repeatedly. "I beg you... please let Charlie go!"

the urn in her hand, making her intentions clear.

lip hard, not daring to anger Dahlia, fearing that she might actually throw Charlie's ashes away. Under Dahlia's cold gaze, Evelyn continued to bow, one after another. Even though it wasn't a concrete ground, after dozens of

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as Evelyn, humble and broken, Kowtowed before her. She didn't call for her to stop, and Evelyn didn't dare to cease. The satisfaction was immense. As if granting

struggled to her feet, swaying, "Dahlia, give Charlie back to me." "Stop right there, why are you in such a rush?" Dahlia set the urn down and placed her

be so cruel? Dahlia's toe deliberately ground against the urn, as if she was crushing Charlie