Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 284

It was very likely because he suspected her.

He doubted she was actually the one who saved him.

Liliana obviously knew she hadn't saved him, but she also knew the identity of the person who truly had.

It was the real Prescott heiress.

However, she had heard Grant mention that the young heiress was cursed with terrible luck. By now, she was likely dead, and even if she wasn't, Eleanor would never allow her to return to society.

Relying on Grant's assurance of the real heiress's tragic fate, Liliana had comfortably stolen her identity, confident that the true savior would never resurface to challenge her.

She feigned a look of intense concentration, pretending to search her memories.

Then, she answered softly, "Lucius, it was so long ago. I honestly don't remember the exact date. I don't even remember if it was morning or afternoon."

"Let alone the location. I truly just don't remember."

Lucius's gaze turned somber. "Do you simply not remember, or did it never happen at all?"

Liliana panicked and frantically waved her hands. "It happened! It really did happen! I've just forgotten the details. It's been years—who could possibly remember something from that long ago?"

She played the innocent, confused victim perfectly, offering no obvious loopholes for Lucius to exploit. After all, it truly had been a very long time.

But Lucius wasn't about to let it go.

Silas's words had reminded him of a glaring contradiction: Liliana's age at the time.

How could such a tiny, frail girl have pulled a boy of his considerable size to safety?

He couldn't stomach the thought that he had allowed Liliana to steal the life and gratitude meant for his real savior, emptying his pockets and catering to her every whim for years.

It had all been an elaborate, sickening scam.

If it was true, he couldn't imagine the cruel lengths he would go to in retaliation.

He was already entirely sickened by her presence.

He would make her vomit back every single thing she had leeched off him over the years.

If she couldn't repay the money, he would extract his vengeance in other ways.

His eyes reddened with a predatory, unhinged ferocity.