Fake Heiress Reborn Drops Masks Finds Family (Noelle and Sebastian) novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303 A Check Torto Pieces

do you have any idea who your sweet, kind daughter really is?”

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“Enough! I will not let you smear her name!” Mary cut her off sharply, her well–maintained face twisting with fury. “What happened in Riverdale was a misunderstanding! She was framed by people jealous of her! Charlotte has suffered enough, finally coming home to me, and you have the gall to throw more filth at her? Noelle, you have a truly vicious heart!”

A misunderstanding?

Framed?

Looking at this mother, blinded by her own delusions, Noelle felt a wave of profound sorrow and absurdity.

She had imagined her birth mother many times, but never as this frantic, irrational, utterly unseeing woman.

“You’re free to remain ignorant,” Noelle said coolly. “That’s your choice. But the law runs on evidence. And everything she’s done will be answered for.”

“Evidence? How much will it cost to make your ‘evidence‘ disappear?” Mary sneered. She pulled a blank check from her designer clutch, signed it with a flourish, and flung it onto the table in front of Noelle. “Fill in any amount you want! On the condition you drop the charges, leave Kingstowne, and never show your face near Charlotte again! That money could set you up for life!”

Noelle lowered her gaze and glanced at the check.

Then she reached out. But not to take it. Instead, she pinched the corner of the check between two fingers and, holding Mary’s gaze, slowly, deliberately, tore it in two. Then into four pieces. Then eight.

The fragments fluttered from her fingers like ash.

“Mrs. Guzman,” Noelle said, lifting her eyes to meet Mary’s shocked, then enraged stare. “Some things can’t be bought. Justice, for one. And … this face of mine.”

“You… You ungrateful little wretch!” Mary completely lost control. Fury wiped away the last of her restraint.

Smack!

The sharp crack of the slap exploded through the silent room.

Noelle’s head snapped to the side from the impact. The mask was jarred loose, revealing a stark, red handprint blooming across her pale cheek.

Sebastian’s pupils constricted, a violent impulse surging through him that he barely contained as Noelle’s hand tightened around his in warning.

Lucas cursed under his breath, his fists clenching, a murderous glare fixed on Mary.

Alina stumbled half a step forward, mouth opening, but no words came out.

Behind the glass, Viola’s lips curled into a twisted, satisfied smile.

Slowly, Noelle turned her head back. She raised a hand and carefully adjusted the mask, covering the livid mark.

When she looked back at Mary, who stood momentarily stunned before fresh anger flooded her features, the eyes above the mask held no tears, no sign of hurt. Only a fathomless cold and a stillness that was almost cruel.