Sylvia saw the varied expressions on each of their faces—surprise, disbelief, but none willing to admit they were wrong. Suddenly, Sylvia felt like her efforts over the years were nothing but a joke. She had helped this group around Cyril without expecting anything in return. Yet, they had all benefited from her over the years without a single kind word to spare for her.
Sylvia felt it would have been better to raise a couple of stray dogs outside. Maybe those dogs would remember her kindness and be willing to reciprocate, unlike these people who had given her nothing.
"No need to say anything more to them. Since they've already benefited, they won't admit they took shortcuts. They think they're so powerful, but in reality, they're nothing special."
Sylvia's words made their faces incredibly ugly. They had repeatedly thought they achieved everything on their own merits. But only now, when Sylvia spoke these words, did they realize how wrong they were.
"You're going too far! You know your identity is different from ours, yet you've given so much and refuse to say anything. Are you doing this just to laugh at us? To mock us after all these years? It must be intentional! You're just waiting for the right moment to humiliate us!"
Jonathan was furious, blaming Sylvia for everything. He believed Sylvia's silence led to this situation. If Sylvia had been willing to talk, things wouldn't have turned out this way, and they wouldn't have thought she was a vain woman. It was all Sylvia's fault.
Sylvia looked calmly at him, not angry. But the more calm she appeared, the more embarrassed Jonathan felt. He felt like his tantrum meant nothing to Sylvia, as if arguing with her was no different from watching a joke.
"Is it that I'm unwilling to tell you, or you've never cared in the first place?"
Sylvia couldn't be bothered to say more. What had she done over these years? Seeing their lack of memory, Sylvia wondered if it was even worth mentioning.
"But what you said makes sense. After watching this joke for so many years, it's no longer amusing."
The difference was that for all these years, they had been laughing at her expense. Now, she was the one laughing at them. Wasn't it ironic? Sylvia had hidden her identity just to get close to Cyril, to please him, but it hadn't earned her a single good word.
Perhaps she had foolishly tried to please a man who didn't deserve it. She had given up so much for him, even her family, just to get his attention. But if these people had any conscience, they wouldn't have spoken so harshly. Yet, these topics had revolved around her for years. Sylvia could even imagine what would happen when her identity was officially revealed.
"Now that everything's been said, there's nothing more to discuss. You've laughed at me for so many years, and now it's my turn to laugh at you. Are you unhappy about that?"
Sylvia smiled wryly at them. Seeing them unable to speak, she instructed her manager to finish signing the contracts and arranging payments. After that, she would prepare to leave.
As she prepared to leave, Cyril still stood there, seemingly intent on bothering Sylvia. Now that he knew her identity, was he planning to pester her?
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril)