The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 203

Callum drove Natalia to the ancient McKinney family mansion. Before they even stepped out of the car, Natalia overheard a harsh tirade. “Get rid of this damned thing at once! I can’t bear to see her for another second!”

The woman who was venting her ire was dressed lavishly, and her eyes were revealing a harshness that she didn’t attempt to conceal.

Alice, who had been sulking in her car behind Callum, regained her confidence as soon as she returned home. She stepped out of the car and boldly approached the woman who was furiously ranting, “Mother!”

Alice’s mother, who was raging at Lena’s suicide, softened instantly upon seeing her beloved daughter. “Alice, where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

Reassured by her mother’s presence, Alice recovered her usual haughty demeanor.

Pointing at Natalia, who was being led by Callum from the car, Alice fumed, “Mother, I went to find this little tramp. She’s Lena’s bastard, and she’s been hiding in Cal’s castle for five years!”

stared at Natalia with ill intent. Upon seeing Natalia’s blue eyes that resembled

Natalia replied with dignity,

the tree. Lena’s daughter is just as worthless. Get rid of

body, which was

coolly retorted, “Lady McKinney, when you speak about others, do your words reflect your upbringing?

out, but standing in her way was the Duke, a rank higher than her. She swallowed the angry words that were on the tip of

laid out in the mansion’s courtyard. Rowell was sitting blankly in a chair, and his eyes were blankly fixed on Lena, seemingly oblivious

jolt of realization hit him – this was her daughter! He stood up slowly, and his eyes took in Natalia’s blue dress. Her long dark

this really his daughter? She was way more fragile than he had imagined, and stunningly

McKinney. She walked towards Lena’s corpse,

Now, Natalia was staring at Lena’s lifeless body. She wept silently, begging for Lena’s forgiveness for her earlier obstinacy. If she could turn back time, she would definitely have called Lena

reunions with her mother, but she never thought it would be under such circumstances. She didn’t even get the chance to know

grief. Why was it that others had both parents while she was sent to an orphanage at an early age? Why was it that

was immersed in the pain of Lena’s tragic death. He stared at Natalia, his sudden daughter, wondering whether to be happy or