"Xan, it was you and your family, step by step, that pushed me to this edge. You never really respected me; to you, I was just a lapdog trying to climb up the ranks of the Nightshade family. I've had enough of living like this. So now, don't blame me!"
"My dear sister, why so shocked? Matt and I have been an item for quite some time now, haha!
Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you've always been the darling of the family, getting whatever you wanted whenever you wanted it. And now, your own sister and the love of your life betray you, does it hurt so bad? Are you struggling to handle it? Well, now you know how it feels!
Let me tell you, Matt never loved you, and I never considered you my sister!
All these years, I've been nothing but a dignity-less pet in the Nightshade family, only there to cheer you up and cater to your moods. What adopted daughter? What sister? Nobody ever truly saw me as Ms. Miranda Nightshade!
I was planning to endure it a bit longer, to wait until you and Matt got married before I made my move. But since you've come to me, well, just go to hell then! Once you're gone, I’ll be the true and only heiress of the Nightshade family!"
Matthew and Miranda closed in on her, their words laced with utter irony and venom, finally pushing her off the skyscraper.
"Ah!"
Xanthea, in her flowing white gown, plummeted like a fallen butterfly, her gaze filled with hatred towards those two ghastly, grinning faces.
The news of the Nightshade family and Martinez family's alliance spread through the entire high society. Alone, Orion flew to the secluded Snake Island, where he submitted himself to the most advanced and brutal electroshock therapy available.
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