Chapter 657
Sage fell into a deep silence, and she felt an odd sense of familiarity. It was as if she was listening to her own story; at the same time, it felt like she was an outsider listening to the story.
“I finally mustered enough courage to confess my feelings to him, but he rejected me and got married to someone else almost right after.”
Madam Meyer took two deep puffs of the cigarette, her eyes filled with pure anger and envious. “I don’t understand. How is Sofia any better than me? Is it because she was a mixed blood just like Timothy? It’s unfair! Since I was born, I have gotten everything I ever wanted. Money, status, and men! Nothing was unattainable! Do you understand that?”
“Then you’d get anything you’ve ever wanted?” Sage gritted her teeth. “What makes you think you deserve that? Just because you’re shameless? Or is it because you’re just an evil, twisted person? There’s a saying in my mother’s tongue…” “An empty vessel makes the loudest noise,” Sage said. Madam Meyer knitted her brows together in confusion. “Oh, do you not understand what I was trying to say? Let me translate it for you.” Sage switched back to the common tongue and explained the proverb to her. Madam Meyer’s face sank upon hearing that, and she tossed the cigarette in her hand onto Sage.
Sage dodged it just in time, the lit cigarette did not hit her face, but it fell on her dress and burned a hole through it.
Sage cussed under her breath upon seeing the hole on her dress and looked up coldly at Catherine Meyer-Brown.
Madam Meyer chuckled coldly and slowly walked toward Sage. “Dr. S, don’t say I’ve never warned you. One thing I hate the most is people who block my way. If I find someone to be an obstacle, I’ll do anything to remove them from my life!”
Sage glared coldly at her without reacting.
“So what you’re saying is, my sister-in-law, Sofia, died because she was an obstacle? She and the baby in her tummy died because of you?”
Madam Meyer did not deny Sage’s question. “Someone asked for my help, and I did what I thought was a favor.” 1
Sage squinted coldly and said, “Sofia treated you as a friend, and yet you worked with outsiders to bring her harm!”
“Friend? Stop joking around.” Madam Meyer laughed in disdain. “I don’t need a friend, I need a man. I need Timothy Shelby! Sofia deserved to die, so …”
The rest of the words seemed to have gotten stuck in her throat.
A figure appeared out of nowhere, and by the time Madam Meyer saw that it was Tim, her throat was already in his hand as her whole body got lifted up.
“It was you.”
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