Vivica knew how much her son adored his adopted sister. To hear him say this the moment he woke up was startling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLeopold, Honora barely slept, staying by your side at the hospital day and night. How can you say we were deceived by her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her anger flared again as she glared at Larissa. \u201cYou wretched girl! What did you do to him just now? There was something wrong with that silver needle!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa sneered. \u201cVivica, didn\u2019t your son just tell you to be quiet? Or are you deaf?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou-!\u201d Vivica sputtered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leopold, growing desperate, yelled with all his might, \u201cMom, I told you it has nothing to do with my sister! Can you please just shut up for a minute! This is all because of that evil woman, Honora!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The term \u201cevil woman\u201d stunned Finley. Leopold detested Honora that much?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Startled by her son\u2019s outburst and fearing for his fragile state, Vivica quickly backed down. \u201cOkay, okay, I won\u2019t say another word.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora\u2019s fingers dug into her palms. She decided to get ahead of the story, her eyes filling with tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLeopold, I know what you\u2019re going to say,\u201d she choked out. \u201cAnd yes\u2026 I admit it. I deceived you all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bowed deeply to Paxton, Vivica, and Finley.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, Mom, Finley, I\u2019m so sorry. When you said you were bringing Larissa back, I was terrified. I know you loved me, but I wasn\u2019t your real daughter. I was so scared that one day you would abandon me, so I\u2026 I hired someone to\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finley already knew the rest. \u201cHonora, you hired someone to assault my sister, didn\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora\u2019s face was a mask of remorse. \u201cFinley, I regretted it later! I\u2019m so thankful nothing happened to Larissa, otherwise my conscience would have tormented me for the rest of my life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa scoffed. \u201cNothing happened to me because I was capable of defending myself. If I wasn\u2019t, I would have been defiled by a fugitive and videotaped. You would have used that video to blackmail me, ensuring I could never threaten your position in this family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The truth hit Finley like a physical blow. He staggered back, his gaze fixed on Larissa\u2019s cold, impassive face. His heart clenched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa had told him what Honora did, but he hadn\u2019t believed her. He couldn\u2019t imagine the sweet, innocent girl he had doted on for years could be so cruel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How could his sister not resent them for that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Paxton, however, couldn\u2019t care less about what his adopted daughter had done to his biological one. To him, this was just a petty squabble for affection. All he cared about now was their family\u2019s future. Would they truly be left with nothing?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The only person who could reverse their fate was Larissa. Therefore, they had to win her forgiveness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
09.46\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 369\u00a0<\/p>\n
Swallowing his pride, Paxton turned on Honora, his voice thunderous. \u201cHonoral So you did this to my daughter behind our backs? Kneel\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without a moment\u2019s hesitation, Honora dropped to her knees, tears streaming down her face. \u201cDad, Mom, Finley, Leopold, I\u2019m so sorry. I truly know I was wrong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHonora,\u201d Paxton spat, \u201cyour mother and I always thought you were a kind, gentle girl. We never imagined you were capable of such despicable things! You\u2019ve disappointed us beyond words!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 369 Vivica knew how much her son adored his adopted sister. To hear […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[89],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-30891","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-throne-of-thorns-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30891","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30891"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30891\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30891"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30891"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30891"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}