Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 399

Author’s pov

Cecilia’s lips curved into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She clearly saw through Maggie’s act.

Maggie’s perfect mask cracked for half a second. Her lashes fluttered, her smile stiffened, and that tiny slip was enough to ripple through the room.

A few people pressed their lips together, trying not to laugh.

Martha didn’t even bother hiding her amusement; she let out a deep, genuine laugh that bounced off the high ceiling, sharp as crystal.

The sound made Maggie’s expression freeze completely.

But years of social training kicked in. In the blink of an eye, she smoothed her face again, her tone syrupy and calm.

“Cecilia, I truly apologize for my behavior, “she said, voice trembling just enough to sound heartfelt. “I misjudged both Zane and you terribly. I was foolish and wrong. Thank goodness everything has been cleared up now. Cecilia, welcome home ! ”

Every word was identical to what she’d said before, only this time she layered on even more emotion.

Her voice broke at all the right moments, her eyes glistening with practiced tears.

Zane’s expression softened immediately, his gaze filling with sympathy.He reached for her hand like someone desperate to believe in redemption.

It was almost painful to watch.

Cecilia stayed relaxed, still leaning lightly against Alpha Sebastian’s shoulder.

Her eyes never left Maggie.

“Is a verbal welcome all you’re offering ? “she asked, her tone easy, almost playful, though the steel underneath was unmistakable.

Alpha Sebastian didn’t move, his calm presence a silent anchor beside her. His expression was unreadable, but his attention never wavered. He looked like a man watching a chessboard, waiting to see the other player’s next mistake.

Maggie blinked, caught off guard by the question.

For a split second, her practiced composure faltered. But she recovered quickly, forcing a small laugh.

“Of course not, “she said smoothly. “While checking on your sister, I had the staff prepare the best guest room on the second floor for you tonight.

Next week, I’ll personally host a welcome reception to announce to all of Denver that the Locke heiress has returned. ”

Her voice softened as she said, “Tomorrow morning, I’ll go to the cemetery in the east district. I want to tell Rebecca that I’ll take good care of her daughter. ”

She lowered her head, and tears shimmered before slipping down her cheek.

It was a perfect act, almost like a movie scene.

The room, however, wasn’t buying it.

A wave of quiet disgust rolled through the crowd.

Only Zane looked moved, his hand tightening around hers in misplaced compassion.

Maggie dabbed her eyes with a lace handkerchief, taking a shaky breath before continuing.

“Cecilia, I know you might hate me or think I’m being insincere, but please… give me a chance. Let Zane and me make things right. “Her voice trembled just enough to sound fragile.

Across the room, the Cole patriarch and Luna Regina shared a look that said what everyone was thinking.

The act was disgusting.

Their eyes met. Cecilia was calm and steady, while Maggie trembled behind her mask. The silence was so heavy it felt like the room might crack under it.

Suddenly, Maggie pressed a hand against her chest, her breath coming short and uneven.

Before she could speak, Cecilia’s voice cut through the tension, calm and sharp. “Don’t tell me you’re suddenly feeling unwell and need to leave. I guess all those heartfelt words were just for show after all. ”

“I wasn’t lying, “Maggie said quickly, her voice trembling with practiced fragility. “But I really don’t feel well right now. Can we talk about this another time ? ”

Cecilia’s expression softened just enough to look hurt, her tone trembling with quiet disappointment. “Why keep pretending ? I was foolish to think a stepmother could ever be sincere. ”

It wasn’t a real accusation. It was bait, set on purpose, and the reaction came just as Cecilia expected.

“Cecilia, please don’t say that, “Zane burst out, his tone pleading. “Whatever you want, I’ll agree. Just tell me what it is. ”

A flicker of disbelief crossed Maggie’s face. Her husband’s eagerness to submit had caught even her off guard. For a moment, she simply stared, stunned into silence.

Cecilia didn’t look at Zane. Her gaze stayed locked on Maggie. “Does he speak for you too ? ”

Maggie’s jaw tightened, her teeth almost grinding together.

She forced her voice to stay calm. “Of course your father’s word counts, “she said with a strained smile. “Go ahead and ask. Even if you wanted me gone, or worse, I wouldn’t say no. ”

The words dripped with false martyrdom, and Zane fell right into the trap. He squeezed her hand protectively, his face full of guilt. “If anyone’s to blame, it’s me, “he said. “Whatever Cecilia asks, we’ll face it together. ”

Cecilia blinked, momentarily speechless.

Around the room, several people exchanged looks of disbelief and awkward sympathy. The whole scene felt like something out of a cheap soap opera.