The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 255

The air was thick with tension as John's expression turned icy and unreadable. He stood abruptly, his eyes fixed on Nancy, though she seemed unfazed by his

presence.

Nancy's gaze was cold, her eyes devoid of any warmth. An inexplicable chill crept into John's heart, unsettling him in a way he couldn't quite articulate.

"You... you..." he stammered.

"What, you think you're clever, putting on a show for us by striking Ember?" Ramona placed a hand on Nancy's shoulder, her smile more a sneer as she stared John down.

"I may not control what happens in your household with Ember, but I can decide whether she walks in this fashion show tonight," Ramona declared, her tone casual yet firm.

John and Ember's faces fell, disbelief etched across John's features as he turned to Ramona. "Are you threatening me? Ember is your opening model! This show exists because of her."

"No, not because of Ember," Ramona corrected, her voice steady. "It's for a special cause. And without Lena, my designer, this show wouldn't be happening at all."

about Ramona left John feeling

my models. I'll count to three, and if you're still here, Lena and I will leave. Without us, there's no show for Ember," Ramona warned, a playful smile playing

shot to his feet, his face contorted with anger. "Fine, I'm going. I'll be in the bedroom," he spat, casting Ember a

wide as the door slammed shut behind John. She glanced nervously at Nancy and Lena, her silence speaking

who had been lurking in the background, carrying two glasses over to Ramona and

a chair with a flourish. "Ember, is it

it's not that. You've seen it; I can't decide," Ember replied bitterly,

was about to press further when Nancy gently

to Ramona. "Ember, tell us what's going on with you and him." Ember instinctively looked at her daughter, prompting Nancy to dig into her pocket and pull out a few chocolates. "Here, share these with your sister,"

her low blood sugar, ensuring her pockets were never empty

hard. "Thank you, but... could you drink some water? If you don't, Dad will get mad

in Yvonne's eyes, reminded of

The Tonet

of others. Unlike her, Yvonne had her parents, yet still lived

of the hot water, as did Ramona. "Go on, share