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

and her tormentors, sending the lot

dares lay a finger on her again, the Saunders family won't let

day. It was the same

Saunders

wretched Citrine

excitement; her

before,

the silence stretched on. Hilda didn't say a

away, opened her mouth to play the victim again, hoping to win

a sharp slap landed

echoed through the

face, stunned. "Ms. Saunders, you-you hit

the years, Hilda had watched over her, even agreeing when her mother suggested

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

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