Chapter 413 Took Care Of Out Of Pity
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Cherise stood motionless by the door, unaffected by the pleas of others.
Rain poured down on the town relentlessly and mercilessly.
The water rose, reaching Cherise’s waist.
Yet, she remained on her knees, unmoving.
Jack had gathered almost every villager in town to try and convince her.
But she remained firmly rooted to the ground.
Everyone praised Cherise for being a dutiful child, one of the greatest blessings in Elvis’s life.
But Cherise knew she didn’t deserve that reputation..
Her knees had not left the ground since the rain began, and she remained as steadfast as a rock. even amidst the rumbling thunder.
Eventually, the rain stopped, but Cherise continued to kneel.
Even Damien couldn’t persuade her to stand up.
Her stubbornness was intimidating.
Dusk had fallen.
“When will you stop being so foolish?”
A cold, indifferent voice echoed from above. Cherise looked up in disbelief, “Aunt Sarah!”
‘Slap!’
Sarah slapped her across the face without hesitation.
Cherise’s head spun from the harsh blow.
She struggled to lift her head, her gaze fixed on Sarah before her.
Sarah appeared thinner and more fragile than the last time Cherise had seen her.
Sarah stood before Cherise, her gaze filled with arrogance. “I wouldn’t have known you were here if it weren’t for Mr. Lenoir. Have you lost your mind?”
Cherise stood frozen in shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Aunt Sarah…”
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She lunged at Sarah, her drenched body wrapping around Sarah’s legs.
Sarah turned her head away, her eyes shimmering with emotion.
Nevertheless, she took a deep breath and composed herself before speaking coldly. “Who are you calling your aunt?”
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