The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 968:

Her silence spoke louder than any excuse she could muster.

But Evelyn was far from finished. Having unleashed her anger, she had no intention of letting Andromache slink away unscathed.

“You were well aware of the deep animosity between Leah and Corrine, yet you deliberately chose to align yourself with Leah. Was it not a calculated move to pit them against each other? Do not pretend you were some passive bystander.”

Evelyn’s voice was steady, each word a dagger aimed straight at Andromache’s heart. “You manipulated Leah, supporting her plots against Corrine, and then conveniently offered your own resources to smooth the way for Burgess Group. All…”

your plan to devour the Burgess family and carve yourself a place in the Lyhaton market. Do you really think you are so clever?” Each accusation landed like a blow, the truth stripping Andromache bare. Her face turned deathly pale, the color draining from her skin. She had

had seen

rang out,

disbelief

up and defend her. But instead of staying neutral, you sided with her enemies, added insult to injury,

of warmth. “Yes, you should never have given birth to me,” she said. “Or perhaps you should have strangled me in my crib before I had the chance to become this useless disappointment in your eyes! From the moment I could walk, my brothers bullied me simply for being born a girl. No one in this house ever cared. When they grew older and scrambled for power, they did not hesitate to shove me forward as a pawn, offering me

be my shelter when the storms came. But you never stood by me. You never protected me. When they tore me apart piece by piece, you watched in silence. And now, you act so righteous, so indignant, as if you have any right to scold me for fighting

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moisture glistening at the edges, but whether from anger or heartbreak, even she could not be certain. Her chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven breaths as she forced herself to speak through the ache in her throat. “Get out of my sight. Right