The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 663

Chapter 663

Seeing that Hilda didn't scold her as Leda had hoped, the icy look in Citrine's eyes softened a little.

Her voice was calm. "She took my cake, so I slapped her."

Leda, eyes red and brimming with tears, dabbed at her cheeks and looked pitifully at Hilda. "Aunt Hilda, I didn't. I just knocked over the cake by accident."

"I didn't think my sister's temper would be so bad. I can't believe she hit me just for that."

As she spoke, she shot a frightened look at Citrine, as if she'd been bullied into silence.

Hilda's expression darkened, her face clouded and unreadable. She said nothing —an ominous calm before the storm.

Leda's heart leapt with hope.

She suddenly remembered something from a few years back. Her mother had taken her to a party, but since the Swift family wasn't well-regarded in Crestwood, the other privileged kids had ganged up on her. They'd yanked her hair, shoved her, and kicked her while she was down.

when Hilda

and her tormentors, sending the lot of

my protection. If anyone dares lay a finger on

still remembered the look in Hilda's eyes that day. It was the same as now- her face tight

Saunders

Citrine was in real

could barely contain her excitement; her eyes

anticipating that, like before,

time, the silence stretched on. Hilda didn't say

her moment slipping away, opened her mouth to play

sharp slap landed across

echoed through

face, stunned. "Ms. Saunders,

always been close. Over the years, Hilda had watched

second mother. Hilda had been so good to her -how could she turn on

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