The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 968:

Her silence spoke louder than any excuse she could muster.

But Evelyn was far from finished. Having unleashed her anger, she had no intention of letting Andromache slink away unscathed.

“You were well aware of the deep animosity between Leah and Corrine, yet you deliberately chose to align yourself with Leah. Was it not a calculated move to pit them against each other? Do not pretend you were some passive bystander.”noveldrama

Evelyn’s voice was steady, each word a dagger aimed straight at Andromache’s heart. “You manipulated Leah, supporting her plots against Corrine, and then conveniently offered your own resources to smooth the way for Burgess Group. All…”

“Every single step was part of your plan to devour the Burgess family and carve yourself a place in the Lyhaton market. Do you really think you are so clever?” Each accusation landed like a blow, the truth stripping Andromache bare. Her face turned deathly pale, the color draining from her skin. She had been so certain her plans were invisible, shrouded in secrecy.

Yet Evelyn had seen through her all along.

“Leave!” Evelyn’s voice rang out, final and absolute.

Andromache’s head jerked up, disbelief flashing across her face. “Mom…”

“Enough!” Evelyn’s eyes narrowed, the sharpness of her gaze cutting through whatever defiance Andromache might have harbored. “When Corrine landed herself in trouble, I did not expect you to step up and defend her. But instead of staying neutral, you sided with her enemies, added insult to injury, and even had the audacity to spread malicious rumors right in front of me! Tell me—how did I end up with such an utterly foolish daughter?”

Andromache’s expression twisted, her lips curling into a bitter smile that held no trace of warmth. “Yes, you should never have given birth to me,” she said. “Or perhaps you should have strangled me in my crib before I had the chance to become this useless disappointment in your eyes! From the moment I could walk, my brothers bullied me simply for being born a girl. No one in this house ever cared. When they grew older and scrambled for power, they did not hesitate to shove me forward as a pawn, offering me up to the Elder Council like a sacrificial lamb. Did anyone—did you—ever once stop to consider how I felt?”

The bitterness that had festered for years now spilled out unchecked. “I used to believe that no one understands a daughter better than her own mother. I thought you would be my shelter when the storms came. But you never stood by me. You never protected me. When they tore me apart piece by piece, you watched in silence. And now, you act so righteous, so indignant, as if you have any right to scold me for fighting tooth and nail to survive in Lyhaton.”

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“You!” Evelyn’s eyes reddened, moisture glistening at the edges, but whether from anger or heartbreak, even she could not be certain. Her chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven breaths as she forced herself to speak through the ache in her throat. “Get out of my sight. Right now.”

“Alright!” Andromache drew in a sharp breath, fighting against the sting building behind her eyes. She swallowed the ache down, though it clung stubbornly to her throat. “I always had a feeling that you did not care about me, but now I see it clearly—you never did.”

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