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.

watched with sick satisfaction, his heart filling with

in their spirit. The one he’d most wanted to tame had never been Nancy. It was Wendy. That fierce woman had defied him at

nudged Susie’s chin up with his foot, surveying her face with

at all,” he said with a

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

this back then, he would’ve

to think he’d loved Nancy. But now, standing face–to–face with the real woman, he

wed, zu Aug

The Last

Wendy were still alive,

shifted at the mention of

dared to bring

him, Wendy would still

buried her hatred deep down, keeping her face blank so he

was no fun at

humiliate her,

maybe I’ll consider letting Jonathan go,” he said with a smirk. “To be

that didn’t provoke a reaction from Susie. Victor found her

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

their old age, he was

hatred in her eyes,

in the moment. He was old now, with little real appetite for such things, but this was never about desire. It

then, a cold

surviving assassination attempts had honed his instincts. The