The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 556:

On the other end, Natasha’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.

“Mr. Holland,” she purred, “I knew you were a smart man.”

That evening, the middle-aged couple from Pinetree City sat under the harsh studio lights, their weary faces broadcast live across local television screens.

Time had not been kind to them.

Grief had hollowed their eyes, streaked their hair with gray, and carved deep lines into their faces—marks of an unrelenting battle that had stretched on for five long years.

The reporter leaned in, microphone poised.

“This is your fifth year fighting for this. If justice still eludes you, will you keep going?”

The woman hesitated. Then, with quiet steel in her voice, she answered,

keep fighting for my daughter. Justice will come.

The reporter pressed on.

punished the perpetrator years ago.

her movements deliberate, and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. Despite the years, it remained

trust the school,”

It names the ones who tormented her.

of the paper, the sharp clarity of

studied it, then

roommates, why did the school let

finally spoke.

family donated a library to the school. Jolene? She was an orphan. No power. No protection. Easy to

exhaled sharply,

walked free but went

did not look

these years, what keeps you going? What do

eyes burned