Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387

Madeline’s eyes flickered with interest as she stared at Eloise, whose tears were streaming freely, in shock. “Why would you say so, Mrs. Montgomery?”

“Eloise and I heard Meredith admit it herself.” Sean sighed, his brows furrowing tightly. “I can’t believe that she stole the identity.”

Madeline was rather confused at the turn of events.

Why would Meredith admit to not being the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family?

Doing such a thing gave her no advantages.

“I would never have heard her conversation with Rose and Jon had I not gone to visit her at the detention center.”

Eloise scoffed self-effacingly, and it dawned on Madeline that Eloise had overheard something that was never meant for her to hear.

A lie would always be a lie. Finding out the truth was only a matter of when.

It felt ironic, and she heard Eloise let out a chuckle.

“I thought that I had finally found my daughter after so many years. Sean and I drenched her with love these three years we thought she was ours. I didn’t even blink when I spent tens of millions on her as long as it made her happy.”

Madeline was not surprised at the number at all.

Meredith had always been greedy for fame and wealth. Although most of the money she got her hands on was taken for her own personal use, a fraction of it had certainly gone to Rose and Jon as well.

“I don’t even care about the money. What hurts is how she took advantage of our love for her. She has been nothing but fake with us these three years. The only thing about us that mattered to her was the Montgomery family wealth.”

Eloise had finally seen through Meredith’s facade.

However, it was too late.

Madeline pondered silently, finding the absurdity of the situation hilarious.

‘My dearest mom and dad, during the time you took Meredith as your daughter, everything she has done, no matter how immoral, you took it in your stride and chose to forgive.

‘Your love and protection for her were no different to Jeremy’s at the very beginning. You’d stab and hurt me without a second thought and only cared about who was truly in the wrong.