The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 50

“This…” Hailey hesitated, just about to refuse when Nicolas said, “Take it. This gift should have been yours long ago.”

Hailey pressed her lips together slightly, accepted the gift, and thanked, “Thank you, Grandma.”

The elderly woman was frail and in poor health, needing support to walk.

Supporting her was Nicolas’s wife, Stephanie, who was also Hailey’s aunt.

They had met briefly at the hospital yesterday, and Stephanie had come across as a gentle and kind woman.

Stephanie helped the elderly woman onto the sofa. She had also dressed up today, wearing a beautiful gown that accentuated her elegance and warmth.

Stephanie handed Hailey a gift with a smile and said, “Last time we met, it was too rushed, and I did not have the chance to prepare anything. Hailey, this is just a small token from me. Please accept it.”

Hailey felt a bit embarrassed and uttered, “This…”

But Nicolas took the gift and placed it directly in her hands, saying, “Take it, take it. No need to be so formal.”

“Thank you, Aunt Stephanie,” Hailey said, expressing her gratitude.

Suddenly, a girl’s cough came from upstairs.

Hailey looked up, her expression freezing for a moment before she called out, “Casey.”

Casey was dressed casually today in a plaid shirt and jeans, yet the outfit flattered her figure.

She walked down the stairs, glanced awkwardly at Hailey, then handed her a gift box. Her tone was slightly stiff as she said, “I picked this up while passing by a boutique. It seemed like something you might like.”

This was her way of making peace.

A smile surfaced in Hailey’s eyes as she took the gift and said, “Thank you, Casey.”

Casey did not respond and simply went to sit on the sofa.

The slap mark on her face was either covered by makeup or had already faded completely–there was no trace of it left.

Hailey still felt guilty toward Casey.

she had no chance

a while when someone

was a

is your aunt,

was the eldest in the Medrano family, Nicolas was second, and the third was

appearance, but their

name, was graceful and poised, the epitome of

other hand, exuded a sultry

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high slit that nearly reached her thigh, paired with eight–centimeter heels. Her wavy curls cascaded

seemed particularly displeased with her youngest daughter. The moment Catherine walked in, she let out a cold snort and

unfazed by her mother’s attitude. Instead, she walked over with a smile, her sharp, fox–like eyes scanning Hailey as she

Catherine to

her assessment, commenting. “Not bad. She looks just like

hostility from her.

back today?” Nicolas asked, his expression darkening.

filled the air as she parted her red lips, asking. “Nicolas, what kind of question is that?

“That is not what I

and pulled a neatly wrapped package from her bag. She handed it to Hailey and added, “I heard Valerie’s daughter would be visiting today, so I had a special gift made for

gift was not simple, but she maintained a composed

Opening the first page, she saw four or

mother, Valerie, with

all in intimate

yelled, “Catherine! How dare you slander Valerie like this, and in

raised an eyebrow, utterly unbothered,

gone too far!” Nicolas shouted.

Hailey calmly picked up the album from the floor, flipped through it from start to finish, and coolly remarked,

into a stunned silence.

the album into the trash, her gaze unwavering. She remarked, “Aunt Catherine, your Photoshop skills are truly embarrassing. If you ever need help editing pictures in the future,

expression

to remain so composed

are fake–I edited them myself–but who has the time to scrutinize details when faced with such pictures? Shouldn’t she be furious and outraged?‘

for one reason only–to stir up chaos, to see their anger and