Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1517

I glanced at Trinity and said, "Trinity mentioned it to me, but I’m sorry, I've never seen it. It's not in my possession now, and I don’t know where it is."

My tone was somewhat cold, and I could see a hint of disappointment in Ross's gaze.

"I don't know why you’re looking for that brooch, but I’m sorry, I can't help you." My words became even more abrupt.

Ross seemed to sense my cold attitude and looked at me apologetically. "I know it's a bit presumptuous of me to come to you like this, Chloe. Please..."

"Chloe." Trinity interrupted Ross's lowered tone.

I looked at Trinity coldly.

"I understand that you feel nothing for the Avila family. It's not your fault, but don't blame your cousin." Trinity spoke up.

Indeed, my indifferent attitude stemmed from the resentment I harbored toward the Avila family ever since I learned about my origins.

I realized Trinity was trying to defend Ross.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger from the bottom of my heart. "When the Avila family disapproved of my father, it caused my mother to leave Yare and the Avila family. Because of that, she died alone in a foreign land."

This time, my attitude was hostile.

"I can’t imagine how helpless my mother must have felt then. When I returned to Nocturnia, David told me that at her most desperate moment, she turned to an elder from the Pierce family for help. If the Avila family had shown even a shred of compassion back then, perhaps my mother wouldn't have died."

I choked up momentarily, biting my lip to prevent myself from appearing weak.

"After that, the Avila family never helped me, even though I was her only child. They left a ten-year-old girl alone and destitute, chased and persecuted, wandering in misery..."

My voice was loud, revealing an undeniable truth.

"In the end, although I survived, I lost more than ten years of memory and barely clung to life. If Atlas hadn’t persisted in looking for me, I would have probably died long ago.”