When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 448 Snack Therapy

Chapter 448 Snack Therapy

Natalie went on, her voice trembling. “But, Dad… I really, really wanted to eat them.”

Waylon’s heart shattered.

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“Those damn Summers parents! If they couldn’t treat you like their own, why take you back at all? Over a single chip–they starved you for two days? What kind of people do that? They’re not human; they’re monsters! My daughter, Waylon’s daughter, should’ve been cherished and loved beyond measure; and those wretches–what the heck did they think they were doing?”

Furious, Waylon grabbed his phone and dialed without hesitation.

“Tell the Stone family to spare no expense–destroy everything the Summers family owns.”

Natalie didn’t stop him. Every trace of her miserable childhood had come from the Summers family; when she was eighteen, she’d nearly been beaten to death by them.

Now that they wanted to reconcile, it was only because she was a Stone.

To be honest, Natalie had wanted to see the Summers family ruined for a long time; she just hadn’t had the time to make it happen. Now that Waylon was taking action, she was more than happy to let it unfold.

In a low voice, she added, “Dad, tell someone to inform the Summers family that Sharon’s body was lost at sea.”

Even though the Summers parents had long been disappointed in Sharon and no longer pinned any hopes on her, she had still been their beloved daughter once–the one they’d nearly killed Natalie over. How could parents like that not be told their real daughter is dead?

Natalie had never thought of herself as kind.

In the past, the Summers‘ strict control had forced her to repress herself; later, with Jensen, she’d been afraid he would see her darker sides and stop loving her. For years, she’d lived for other people, not for herself–and all it brought her was pain.

she was

asked herself a question. If I really die here, would I have any

than she could

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wanted, she did;

side, the greatest joy she’d found was in being able to study and create designs however she pleased—something

had wanted her to learn flower arranging, to be the perfect wife and mother. To them, her only worth was in strengthening the Summers family’s alliances and bringing them more

used to believe any Summers child would’ve been treated the same way–but when Sharon returned, their favoritism had slapped her right across the

all the fury, all those years of

being cast out, she had no family, no

knew Loretta would never have

years.

two decades, she had

she was tired of

one ever knew what would

now what it meant to be a Stone; the title carried danger. She didn’t yet know why, but she knew this much, her life could end at any

the snacks before her

to be eaten; it didn’t

they were from her

their flavor; it was rich, comforting–almost as if it bridged time itself, bringing