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 had

sending the lot of them fleeing with a single

told them, "Leda is under my protection. If anyone dares lay a finger on her again, the Saunders

Hilda's eyes that day. It was

Ms. Saunders was

wretched Citrine

could barely contain her excitement; her eyes even

before, Hilda would

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

to play the victim again, hoping to

slap landed

echoed through the

face, stunned.

mother had always been close. Over the years, Hilda

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

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