"Who is this?" she answered coldly.
"Maddy, it's me!" Liliana's sickeningly sweet laugh echoed through the speaker. Madeline's stomach instantly churned with disgust.
"I'm hosting my engagement party tonight. You absolutely must come."
"I'm busy," Madeline rejected flatly.
"Aw, are you upset that I'm marrying Lucius? You played his obedient little maid for eight years and walked away with absolutely nothing. Meanwhile, I barely lifted a finger and swooped in to take everything. Doesn't that just tear you apart inside?"
Madeline wasn't about to entertain this psychotic gloating. But just as she pulled the phone away to hang up, Liliana sneered, "Don't hang up yet! If you end this call, Margaret's cremains will be flushed down a toilet tonight."
"Are you threatening me?" Madeline's voice dropped to a lethal whisper.
"Well, seeing as my fiancé paid for your dear grandmother's burial, we can exhume the ashes whenever we please. Not that her dust is of any use to me. But my engagement simply wouldn't be complete without your blessing. Show up, congratulate Lucius and me properly, and I'll return the urn."
"Fine," Madeline gritted her teeth. "Text me the address. I'll be there."
"Wonderful! The Gilded Manor, seven o'clock sharp. See you there!"
Madeline hung up without another word.
She knew Liliana was setting a trap. This ambush wasn't just about showing off.
But since it was a highly public venue, Madeline figured she could grab the urn and walk straight out. If Liliana tried any dirty tricks, Madeline was more than ready to make her regret it.
At exactly 7:00 PM, Madeline arrived at the venue.
The moment Liliana had announced her status as the Prescott heiress, Sheri had immediately latched onto her like a parasite. She was kissing Liliana's feet far more aggressively than before, even having the audacity to trash Lucius for making her underestimate Liliana's worth. Once Liliana claimed the Prescott fortune, she would outrank Lucius entirely.
Sheri had dragged most of the guests here tonight just to flaunt her proximity to the heiress, feeding Liliana's insatiable vanity.
But Liliana still harbored one fatal sore spot: Lucius was nowhere to be seen.
The humiliation of his absence fueled her burning rage. She absolutely had to annihilate Madeline tonight before the wedding.
Seeing Madeline refuse the champagne, Sheri eagerly went on the offensive.
"Wow, Madeline, are you completely delusional? Liliana is authentic old money now. She invited you here out of pity so you could see how the other half lives. Offering you a drink is doing you a favor. Don't be an ungrateful bitch—take the damn glass."

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