The Heiress’ Return & Revenge

In the courtyard, after everyone had freshened up, they returned to their rooms to rest.

Jodic lay on her bed, her mind consumed by thoughts of the day. She wondered if anyone outside was

ying to expose their complicated relationship. This thought filled her with anxiety and fear.

As she dwelled on it, she felt increasingly aggrieved. Therefore, she picked up her phone to message Aaron. When he saw the message, he got up and opened the door to find Jodie standing beneath the persimmon tree in the courtyard. “Jo, what’s going on?” he asked as he walked to her.

Seeing Aaron approach, Jodie took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. “Aaron, I’m scared.”

Aaron was taken aback, puzzled. “Scared of what?”

With teary eyes, Jodie tightly embraced his waist, looking at him. “I’m afraid our relationship will be exposed. I’m afraid I’ll be a burden to you, and people will–criticize you. After all, you’re Simone’s biological brother, and I’m nothing.”

Saying this, she burst into tears. “I’m so scared that Mom and Dad, and all of you, will no longer want

me.”

Ever since Simone was found and returned, this fear had been haunting her.

Having grown accustomed to being the pampered daughter of the Gray Family, she had no desire to return to her old life.

Thus, she often subtly sowed seeds of discord against Simone when she was alone with the Grays. She created a narrative that implied Simone’s return meant not only taking away her identity but also harboring ill will toward her.

Simone wanted to take everything from her and push her out of the family.

Over this past year, she had been quietly making her moves, and it had been quite successful. Sure enough, the entire family still doted on her while growing increasingly dissatisfied with Simone.

So what if Simone is their biological daughter? She still can’t measure up to the adopted one.

Whenever she coveted something of Simone’s, all it took was a subtle, indirect suggestion,

Those from the Gray Family would willingly snatch it from Simone and hand it over to her.

She had been in control and manipulating everything all along. But since the previous incident, everything had spiraled out of control.

out at the family, even severing ties

delighted, thinking she had finally gotten rid of Simone, the

things were not going as

of the Gray

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a strong desire for her to

for example, used to be the

show, he

uncomfortable and gave rise to a sense of crisis. She had a feeling

internet by mentioning the three taboos. This had thrown Jodie

that driving Simone away might not be

pushed her out. Thus, she needed to persuade the family to win Simone back and then find ways to sow discord

would reach a point where they couldn’t stand Simone and would expel her. This was

happen. You’re the little princess of our family, our cherished treasure. How could we ever not want you? As for the issue of your identity, you don’t need to worry anymore. It hasn’t been exposed yet, and Titus will definitely find a

his impulsive actions earlier. He also

everyone about

right time for a public announcement. They should wait

secure and had firmly established herself in the entertainment industry. Then, it would be more

is Simone so impatient and unhappy waiting

anymore?” Jodie looked at him pitifully, as

in this state, felt a pang of

bent down and instinctively kissed her forehead, assuring her. “Of course, we’ll never not want you. You’ll always

playfully said, “Then, once this variety show is over, you guys better coax Simone. After all, she’s the true daughter of the Gray Family. I don’t want

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do with you. Don’t overthink

coexist peacefully in the family. Perhaps after this incident, once Simone had caused enough trouble and

this, Jodie felt

Jodie felt her tension eased. She leaned in, planting a kiss on his cheek.

purposefully engaged in intimate gestures with them, even coaxing them to plant kisses on her forehead and cheek as a form of self–comfort and reward. She also reciprocated with her own affectionate gestures,