The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 535 The Last Straw

Chapter 535 The Last Straw

With every word Victor spoke, Susic trembled even more.

“Victor,” she snapped, her voice shaking. “I know you know Jonathan isn’t your son. Whatever grudge you have, take it out on me. Let him go. I never agreed to be with you–it was you who forced me.”

“Forced you?” Victor said slowly, almost as if savoring the memory. “That’s not how I remember it. You were very enthusiastic in bed.”

“Shut your mouth.”

Susie couldn’t bear to hear another word. Pointing at him, she hissed, “You drugged me, you monster.

That entire chapter of her life was a dark void she never wanted to revisit. She had lost control of her own body, reduced to a creature ruled by forced lust. If Wendy hadn’t saved her, she couldn’t even imagine what she might’ve become.

Victor’s abuse hadn’t just destroyed her physically–it had shattered her psychologically.

And yet, being insulted like that didn’t even anger Victor. Calmly, he asked, “So you came here to talk to me like this?”

Susie bit her lip, glaring. “What do you want?”

“Did I teach you to speak this way?” Victor’s voice turned low. “Or has it been so long you’ve forgotten?”

Those words struck a nerve. Susie flinched, as if a buried memory had clawed its way to the surface. Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly knelt down.

Victor’s mood lifted. The sight of her brought back flashes of the past–of Nancy.

“Come here,” he beckoned with a curled finger. “You know how to.”

This time, Susie didn’t resist. She got down on the floor and slowly crawled toward him.

his heart filling

been Nancy. It was Wendy.

nudged Susie’s chin up with his foot,

isn’t pretty at all,” he said with a

appearance was plain. Compared to the radiant Nancy from years ago, she was a

she’d looked like this back then, he would’ve never fallen for her at

he’d loved Nancy. But now, standing face–to–face with the real woman, he felt nothing. No desire. No fondness. In fact, Wendy had left a

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Wendy were still alive, she’d

the mention of

to

not for him, Wendy would

down, keeping her face blank so he wouldn’t

was no fun at all

to humiliate her, he didn’t send

maybe I’ll consider letting Jonathan go,” he said with a smirk. “To be honest, he doesn’t seem like

from Susie. Victor found

But he wasn’t finished.

after all these years,” he murmured. “Was

gestured for her

instantly understood what he wanted. Even after more than thirty years, she hadn’t forgotten.

old age, he was still using the same

her eyes, she moved toward him

eyes closed, basking in the moment. He was old now, with little real appetite for such

then, a cold

of surviving assassination attempts had honed his instincts. The moment something felt