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.

satisfaction, his heart filling with twisted

never been Nancy. It was Wendy. That fierce woman had defied him at every turn. He had tried everything, but

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

at all,” he said

was plain. Compared to the radiant Nancy

like this back then, he would’ve never fallen for her

But now, standing face–to–face with the real woman, he felt nothing. No

wed, zu Aug

The

Wendy were still alive, she’d

shifted at the

to bring

Wendy would still be

hatred deep down, keeping her face

interest. Susic was

her,

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

provoke a reaction from Susie. Victor

But he wasn’t finished.

at all after all these years,”

for her to come

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

he was still

her eyes,

He was old now, with little

a cold

of surviving assassination attempts had honed his instincts.