Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 512

**Chapter 512: The Confrontation**

Kylie finally managed to navigate her way through the throng of people clustered at the entrance. The head nurse, spotting her, hastily ushered the other nurses aside to clear a path, her eyes wide with concern.

As Kylie stepped into the room, her heart raced at the sight before her.

Olivia, lounging casually, lifted her head lazily, her demeanor utterly unfazed by the tension in the air.

“Aunt Olivia… what are you doing here?” Kylie’s voice quivered, betraying her anxiety.

Instantly, Nadine’s complexion drained of color, turning as pale as a ghost.

Aunt Olivia?

Nadine’s gaze darted towards the older woman who stood next to Olivia. If that was indeed Mom’s aunt, then she must be the one now commanding the Larsons.

The Larsons had always been synonymous with formidable women at the helm. I’ve heard the stories of Mom’s mother and cousin… So, this woman must be the current matriarch of the family?!

Nadine’s thoughts whirled chaotically. Her eyes widened as she fixed her stare on Olivia’s back, a chill creeping down her spine.

Violet, ever observant, caught the flicker of alarm in Nadine’s expression and offered a faint smile, attempting to ease the tension.

“I merely came to pay a visit to the illustrious adopted daughter,” Olivia remarked, her tone light yet laced with an undercurrent of sarcasm. “Although, judging by her reaction, it seems my presence is not exactly welcomed. The moment I stepped through the door, she was already shouting for me to leave.”

Olivia’s soft chuckle resonated in the room, her eyes squinting in amusement. From a distance, she might have resembled a gentle grandmother, but upon closer inspection, a complex sharpness lurked behind those aging eyes.

Kylie felt cold sweat bead on her forehead.

She glanced at Nadine, whose face was completely drained of color, a ghostly pallor replacing her usual vibrancy.

“Aunt Olivia, Nadine’s never met you before,” Kylie interjected nervously, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s been through a lot recently, and her emotions are still raw. Your sudden appearance must have startled her.”

With a forced smile, Kylie extended the fruit she had brought, even peeling an orange and offering it to Olivia with her own hands. But the moment their eyes met, words caught in her throat, stifled by Olivia’s derisive gaze.

“Is that so?” Olivia replied lightly, her tone deceptively casual. She made no move to take the orange, her eyes, though seemingly cheerful, were sharp and laden with unspoken accusations.

“Great Aunt Olivia, I didn’t realize who you were,” Nadine quickly interjected, her voice taking on a surprisingly humble tone. “I was startled, that’s all. I didn’t mean to be rude. Please forgive my disrespect.”

The rapid shift in her demeanor was so stark that even the two Larsons, seasoned veterans of the business world, raised their eyebrows in surprise.

No wonder Tess has found it challenging to manage her. This girl certainly knows how to adapt when it suits her.

Olivia let out a cold, mirthless laugh.

“Forgive you? If it were that simple, what need would we have for the police?”

Her voice dripped with casual disdain, leaving both Kylie and Nadine stiff with unease, exchanging glances filled with apprehension.

Kylie’s lips pressed into a thin line. It was painfully clear that neither of them understood her. A wave of resentment surged within her chest.

They disapproved when I insisted on marrying Henry years ago, and now they refuse to accept my decision to adopt Nadine. Is it my choices they despise, or is it me?

Kylie felt the weight of resentment pressing down on her, but she knew she had to maintain her composure.

Her fingers clenched tightly at her sides as she fought to keep her emotions in check. “Aunt Olivia,” she said, her voice stiff yet resolute, “Henry is a good man. This decision has nothing to do with him. Adopting Nadine was solely my choice.”

“Fine,” Olivia replied coldly. “You severed ties with the Larsons long ago. If you wish to adopt a stray cat or dog tomorrow, that is entirely your affair. It bears no relevance to us.”

She let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “I came here out of kindness—to show you your adopted daughter’s true nature. Perhaps it’s time you mend things with your real daughter.”

The atmosphere in the room thickened, heavy with unspoken tension.

Olivia stood, brushing off her sleeves as though she were done with the entire encounter.

But just as she turned to leave, Nadine, still grappling with her pain, mustered the strength to sit upright and clutched Kylie’s sleeve, her fingers trembling.

She looked up at Kylie, her eyes wide with desperation.

If the head of the Larsons walks out now… what will become of the promise Mom made me?