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But Ethan no longer believed a word she said. He didn’t even spare her a glance. He dismissed her entirely.
1 can’t believe I ever trusted someone like you. If it weren’t for your endless schemes against Olivia, how would we have
ended up like this today?
Lillian, you disgust me.”
The bluntness of his rejection left her frozen on the ground, too stunned to move. His words hit harder than a slap.
His words stunned her. Or maybe she finally realized that the last shred of illusion had been torn away. She stared at
Ethan until he started to fidget under her gaze.
Just as he turned to leave, she forced herself to her feet despite the pain, wiped her tears, and looked at them, her eyes
now filled with hatred and mockery.
Ethan, you say I’m malicious, but what about you? Are you really any better?”
Then she turned to Victor, Catherine, and Sebastian, and saw the same disappointment and disgust in their eyes.
You’re all selfish and blind. Pathetic, really.”
She let out a bitter laugh. “Now that I think about it, Olivia was the one who had it worst. She got into that car accident trying to save you all. She spent five years in a coma, and what did you do? You felt no guilt, no gratitude. Instead, you brought home a girl who looked vaguely like her–me.”
“Don’t you see how ridiculous that is?”
She turned her biting tone back to Ethan. “You talk about love and devotion now, but tell me–were you ever truly in
love with her?
“You two were childhood sweethearts, grew up together, and yet all it took was two years with me for you to fall head over heels–spoiling me, humiliating her. Is that your idea of devotion?”
“You’re angry and you hate me now not because you truly loved Olivia, but because you can’t stomach the fact that you were the one who helped destroy her. So you dump all the blame on me just to ease your guilt.”
“Everything you’re doing now–it’s not for Olivia. It’s just to make yourself feel better.”
She then turned her gaze to Sebastian, standing beside her.
“You’re no different. Selfish, hypocritical, and stupid.”
“Olivia was your sister for over twenty years. You lived with her, grew up with her. Don’t you know what kind of person she was? But you tossed all those years of sibling love aside and doted on me instead.”
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“I should thank you, really. Without your brilliant plan to fake our deaths torture her into silence, she wouldn’t have
died so quickly, so completely.”
“We lived under the same roof for five years. Are you sure you didn’t know what I was doing to her? Truly didn’t know-
or just didn’t want to know? You, more than anyone, knew the truth.”
“My tricks weren’t even that clever–downright crude at times. But you still fell for them.”
“If you’d treated Olivia like your real sister, if you’d cared even a little, I wouldn’t have gotten away with everything I did
right under your noses.”
She burst out laughing, a sharp, chilling sound that cut through the silence.
“My dear brother, you control the entire Sinclair family. What secret could possibly be hidden from you?”
“And you say I hurt her? That’s rich. I never laid a hand on her. I never even beat her.”
“It was you who ran her over because of something I said. You who put her in the oven. You who pushed her off the rooftop. You who hired those men to assault her in the hospital.”
“She didn’t suffer because of me. It was all of you. You made her life a living hell. Even as she was dying of cancer, she still
had to escape through suicide just to get away
y from you all.”
“You call me wicked. A murderer. But
of you none
are innocent.”
“Olivia didn’t die by my hand alone. Every single one of you is guilty.”
Each sentence pierced like a blade, stabbing straight into their hearts and leaving them breathless.
But Lillian wasn’t done.
Her gaze swept across the room, locking eyes with each of them.
“We killed Olivia together. All of us. None of you are innocent.”
Even as she was being dragged to the basement, she was still shouting, still cursing. But soon a bodyguard clamped a
hand over her mouth, muffling her cries.
And then there was silence.
Dead, suffocating silence.
No one in the room said a word. Her accusations echoed in their minds like thunder.
Catherine fainted from shock, throwing the entire Sinclair estate into chaos.
Ethan didn’t even remember how he got home. In a daze, he wandered out into the garden and dismissed the staff
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