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

sending the lot of them fleeing with a

anyone dares lay a finger on

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

Saunders was

time, that wretched Citrine was

could barely contain her excitement; her eyes even sparkled

Hilda, anticipating that, like before, Hilda would rush to

the silence stretched on. Hilda didn't

slipping away, opened her mouth to

slap landed

echoed through

her face, stunned.

the years, Hilda

of Hilda as a second mother. Hilda had been so good to her -how could she

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