Chapter 9
“Like a mother, like a daughter. With a mother like that, how good could Celia be? Turns out she really was framing Vivian all along, someone in the crowd muttered.
From that moment on, the reputation of Grace and Cella was utterly ruined.
I was rushed to the hospital, where the wounds on my hands were stitched back together.
After several IV bags had been emptied into my veins, my body felt cold, almost numb.
Samuel didn’t show up until the following evening.
As expected, the trending topics and all the gossip outside had already been suppressed. It must have taken quite a bit of effort. He looked completely drained, worn out to the bone.
“Did you really have to go that far?” he asked, staring at me, his voice full of helplessness, but his eyes were distant and cold.
I closed my eyes without responding
There
There was nothing left to say. Grace and Celia had driven my mother to her death. I would never forgive them. This wasn’t something I could just let go.
As for whatever revenge Samuel planned to take on me, I no longer cared. If it came down to it, I was ready to give up my life.
Even if I died, I would make sure my enemies didn’t get away with what they’d done.
When I didn’t answer, Samuel let out a heavy sigh.
After that day, he never retumed, and I never asked about him again.
On the third day, Matthew came to visit.
He brought with him all the belongings of my mother that I had demanded. “Everything’s here. You can go ahead and check.”
It had been a long time since we’d spoken to each other so calmly.
I instructed the bodyguard to go over the inventory three times. Once it was all confirmed to be intact, I pressed my bloody fingerprint on the Sinclair Group share transfer agreement without hesitation.
Matthew watched the entire process, his face drawn with exhaustion. “How did you even get your hands on those things!”
He didn’t spell it out, but I knew exactly what he meant.
“That was the trump card Mom left me,” I replied quietly.
“But I had no idea, he muttered.
I looked at him and smiled, “Why did she give it to me and not you? Why didn’t she even let you know it existed? Want to know!”
A flicker of unease crossed his face. He already knew the answer but didn’t want to hear it out loud. But I wasn’t about to let him off the hook.
“Grace and Celia have always used men to climb their way up. You’re the only male heir of the Sinclair family. Of course, they’d try to win you over. And sooner or later, you were going to betray Mom, and betray me too. And guess what? You didn’t disappoint,” I sneered.
By the time Matthew left, he was stumbling.
Not long after, news broke that he had stepped down from Sinclair Group.
But that was no longer my concern.
Grace and Celia had been dragged through the mud completely. And that was all I ever wanted.
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