Chapter 459

Evelyn glared fiercely at Dahlia, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and desperation. As she spoke, she kept lashing out, like someone teetering on the brink of madness. Dahlia had witnessed Evelyn lose control like this before, two years ago when she had cruelly taunted her with Charlie's ashes, sending Evelyn into a wild frenzy.

Now, here she was again, wondering if her provocations had triggered another bout of Evelyn's depression. The blows had left Dahlia's head spinning, her usual sharpness dulled. Yet, the idea of Evelyn's depression resurfacing filled her with a twisted thrill. She'd heard that depression could be a lingering beast, ready to rear its head again with the right trigger. And when it did, it often came back worse.

Two years ago, Evelyn had been in such a bad state she nearly took her own life. If she relapsed now, she might not die, but she could end up in a mental institution. And if she truly lost her mind, Charles would never be with her, no matter how much he cared.

In that moment, the pain on her face faded into the background as Dahlia looked at Evelyn with a smug, taunting gaze. "What if it was me? What can you do about it? Do you have any proof?" she jeered.

has been shattered? Winning the championship was his dream, and now it's gone. Isn't that a real shame?" Dahlia's voice dripped with

me is pointless. You should be blaming yourself. It's because of you that

let him donate his kidney to Sandy,

one who's turned him into this!" Dahlia's eyes flashed with

break Evelyn. But as Dahlia looked closer, something seemed off. Evelyn's

behind a gaze

pick up on Evelyn's real intentions. If Evelyn had mentioned Charlie, it might have

trying to snatch the recorder. But Evelyn stepped back, and Dahlia fell flat on the

What can you do to me?"

that you destroyed an

you expose this. If I say it's all fake and you

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