Chapter 357\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
My lips curled slightly as I leaned toward Scarlett, voice dripping with mockery.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Want to know what Ronan told me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett gritted her teeth, \u201cWhat did Ronan say to you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said the prince of the Stormridge Pack isn\u2019t someone I should mess with. But Ronan-he said I\u2019m allowed to mess with him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her expression twisted in pain, instantly turning fierce and ugly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could react, Scarlett raised her hand and slapped at my face, shouting, \u201cYou shameless bitch!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I barely dodged, then swung my palm back hard against her cheek-no mercy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Growing up, I\u2019ve done all the hard, dirty work. My strength isn\u2019t something a pampered heiress like Scarlett\u00a0<\/p>\n
can compare to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The slap cracked her lip, blood immediately dripping down, staining the carefully chosen white dress she\u00a0<\/p>\n
wore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett froze, eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When reality hit, hatred surged inside her like a tidal wave, drowning out everything else. She probably wished she could kill me right there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou bitch, how dare you hit me? I\u2019ll make you pay dearly for this!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She screamed and fled from the storage room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom was calmly sipping tea in the living room. Scarlett\u2019s scream made her jump to her feet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next moment, Scarlett came rushing in, clutching her face, sobbing, \u201cMom, help me-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her cries were full of helplessness, like the world was crashing down on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom hurried over, steadying Scarlett as she examined the injury with concern.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Scarlett lowered her hands, the vivid red palm print was impossible to miss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett, what happened?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s voice trembled with anger. She had no doubt who was responsible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett sobbed, her tears streaking down her face. \u201cMom, it\u2019s Riley. I just went to call her for lunch, and without a word, she hit me. What did I do wrong? Why does she hate me so much? Sniffle\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s whole body shook with rage. \u201cRiley, come out here right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
MON\u00a0<\/p>\n
29\u00a0<\/p>\n
O\u00a0<\/p>\n
R\u00a0<\/p>\n
13\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:14 Mon, Dec 29\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 357\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t surprised by Mom\u2019s shout-I\u2019d expected this the moment I slapped Scarlett. But I didn\u2019t regret it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Calm and steady, I stepped out to face Mom\u2019s fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley, how could you hit Scarlett? She\u2019s your sister!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s words were about how I could hit Scarlett-not why I did it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That told me everything. She didn\u2019t care why I hit her. She only cared that Scarlett got hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was quick to blame me, no questions asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked Mom in the eye, a bitter smile tugging at my lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you want to know why I hit her, Mrs. Vale?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom faltered, momentarily lost for words. But when she looked down at Scarlett, still crying in her arms, her heart hardened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo matter what the reason, you can\u2019t hit someone. Look at your sister\u2019s face-what have you done? Riley, stop being so willful. Apologize to your sister.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018No matter what the reason.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew Mom was biased. Asking her to be fair was pointless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d protect Scarlett no matter what, even if it meant sacrificing me-her own daughter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, I refused to give in. \u201cWhat if I said she hit me first, and I was just defending myself?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s impossible. Scarlett\u2019s always been so well-behaved. She wouldn\u2019t hit you for no reason. You\u2019ve only been home a few days and already caused chaos. I think you\u2019re doing it on purpose\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her words poured out like gunfire, eager to pin the blame on me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the colder my gaze grew, the weaker her words sounded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell? Why\u2019d you stop talking?\u201d I clenched my fists tight. \u201cDon\u2019t you have the guts to say it? Or are you too\u00a0<\/p>\n
scared?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSince Mrs. Vale won\u2019t say it, I will.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou call your perfect daughter the one who, five years ago, lured her best friend into the Black Forest-got her attacked by Rogues, and left her in a coma ever since.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou call her perfect, yet on the day I came home, she framed me for ruining her birthday dress, humiliating me in front of everyone at Mooncrest City.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou call her perfect, but she did it again, framing me for pushing her down the stairs, so my father punished me with a belt. I had to cut off my finger to repay that debt, and even in the hospital, she didn\u2019t stop-she told Maddox everything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? She\u2019s just waiting for Maddox to sue me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 957\u00a0<\/p>\n
My words hit Mom like knives. Her chest tightened painfully; tears started falling uncontrollably.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Vade\u201d rated my voice sharply. Do you really not know what Scarlett has done? Or are you just pretending\u00a0<\/p>\n
Do you not know the hell I\u2019ve been through? Or are you glad to see me suffer?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, ik mot like that\u2026 Mos uobbed, crocodile tears failing to soften me, only fueling my disgust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
You\u2019ve done all these things, yet you still try to deny it? Treating me like an idiot, laughing behind my back while I wait for your mother\u2019s love like a fool-does that make you proud? Do you laugh in the middle of the niche\u00a0<\/p>\n
No, I don\u2019t Riley, please listen to me. I love you just as much as I love Scarlett.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I burst out laughing-a bitter, painful laugh that shook my whole body and made the wound in my shoulder throb sharply\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pain brought me clarity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
You say you love me, but you\u2019re the one who drove me insane.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now? What am I? A madwoman, a cripple, a prisoner who will never hold her head up again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy fate was sealed by you. You chose to shelter Scarlett under your wing, and you chose to push me into hell. What right do you have to say your love for us is equal?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom shook her head desperately, \u201cNo, that\u2019s not true.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett put on her innocent little act, tears welling up as she looked at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSis, I know you hate me. You bully me alone, but why does Mom have to join in?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom held Scarlett, crying with her, \u201cScarlett, stop it. It\u2019s all Mom\u2019s fault.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They clung to each other, crying in unison.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I watched the two of them, cold and detached-nothing but a pitiful show.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, Kael and Dad came out of the study.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad didn\u2019t hesitate. He snarled at me, \u201cYou ungrateful brat. You come home and start causing trouble again. When you were in the hospital, your mother and sister worried themselves sick, unable to eat or sleep. Do you have no heart?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked Dad dead in the eye, no respect, only endless contempt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My cracked lips curved into a smirk that said more than words could.\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mon\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 357\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s face darkened with rage, veins bulged on his forehead\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stormed down the wairs, raising his hand to strike me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Keel quickly stepped in, blocking him\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad, calm down. Let\u2019s talk\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad glared fiercely at me, \u2018Kael, let go. I have to teach this disrespectful girl a lesson today!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael held Dad tightly, not letting him get closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at Dad with utter disgust-the man was the epitome of \u201cbite the hand that feeds.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Florshed\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d been wared witless when I fought him with a knife, yet just days later, he dares to raise a hand again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could feel the pure hatred radiating from him. Unlike Mom and Kael\u2019s controlled coldness, this was raw, wweral loathing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was supposed to be my father, but he looked at me like a sworn enemy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad shouted, \u201cApologize to your mother and Scarlett now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cApologize? Why should I?\u201d I shot back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s eyes bulged, \u201cYou hurt Scarlett and made your mother cry. Don\u2019t you think you owe them an apology?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI hit Scarlett because she deserved it. As for Mom crying, that\u2019s herproblem-she\u2019s done plenty of shameful things, not mine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad trembled with rage, lunging at me again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael held him back desperately, \u201cRiley, can you just say less?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I crossed my arms and sneered, \u201cDad\u2019s about to hit me. I can\u2019t even talk back?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRiley,\u201d Kael frowned, disapproving, \u201cHe\u2019s still your father.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I scoffed coldly, \u201cMy father died a long time ago. I\u2019m an orphan.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s fury exploded like a volcano. His eyes wide, veins pulsing, cheeks puffed out like a toad.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shook his finger at me, screaming, \u201cYou curse upon this house. Ever since you came back, there hasn\u2019t been a single peaceful day. You\u2019re just here to collect debts!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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