Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 199

"Janina!" A cold voice suddenly called out from behind her.

Janina turned to see her former adoptive mother, Genevieve. Standing beside her was Brooke.

This was the first time the two families had met since the daughters were returned to their biological parents.

Ethan and Grace saw Brooke as well.

Grace was about to say hello, but the icy look in Brooke's eyes stopped her.

There wasn't a shred of thanks for all the years they'd brought her up, nothing but a cold, superior sneer.

Janina simply offered a cool acknowledgment. "Mrs. Gable."

"Mom, Dad, let's go," Janina said, not wanting to waste her time on the Gables. She took Grace's arm to lead her away.

"Stop right there, Janina. I raised you for over twenty years. Is this how you treat me?" Genevieve was displeased with Janina's attitude.

She glanced at Grace and noticed her legs were fine.

After a moment of shock, a flicker of malice crossed her eyes.

But so what? She was still just a broke country bumpkin.

Teetering on her sky-high heels, Genevieve lifted her chin haughtily and approached the three of them, her right hand toying with the large pearl necklace around her neck.

"Well, well, Grace. It's been a while. Your legs are all better? You actually look like a person when you're not limping."

Her gaze shifted to Ethan, and she flinched slightly when she met his sharp, hostile eyes.

It had only been a few months, but Ethan's eyes were healed too.

She remembered how decisively Ethan had rejected her for Grace all those years ago. The resentment and anger that had simmered for over two decades boiled over in that moment.

All Genevieve felt now was pure hatred for Ethan and Grace.

"And Ethan's not blind anymore. Your family must have gotten shit-lucky. But, ha, that doesn't change the fact that you still look like paupers."

Brooke put on an air of superiority, the perfect image of a wealthy heiress. It never crossed her mind that the couple she was insulting had raised her for over two decades.

In her heart, there was only resentment. She believed she was meant to be a rich young lady, but Grace had taken her to the Holt family, where she had suffered for twenty years. It was a grudge she couldn't let go of.

It was as if the Holts were kidnappers who had stolen the life of luxury that was rightfully hers.

Brooke's tone and expression were filled with disgust for Ethan and Grace.

She didn't seem to consider that if Genevieve hadn't started the insults, Ethan wouldn't have retaliated.

Janina's gaze turned icy. She warned them in a low voice, "Get lost."

She had brought her parents out to buy clothes and didn't want people like this to ruin their day.

People like Genevieve and Brooke were like flies in a toilet—disgusting to swat, but annoying if you let them buzz around.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a fake heiress. I raised you for over twenty years, and for what? For you to yell at me!"