My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315: 115/Flashback (28)

Chapter 316: The Naked Truth and Shadows of Inheritance

Flashback: 23 Years Ago

Author’s POV

Meredreth’s gaze froze entirely in place, and the color drained from her face in sweeping astonishment and a real terror that shocked her limbs, stripping her of the ability to speak for seconds. She took a heavy step backward to shield herself against the wall and said in a trembling, broken voice: "What... what the hell are you saying? What are you talking about?"

Violet tilted her head with biting, cold sarcasm, and crossed her arms confidently over her chest as she advanced toward her with slow, measured, and threatening steps, saying in a voice as sharp as a blade that cut off all avenues of denial: "Don’t play the role of the gentle, innocent lamb with me now, Meredreth... you know very well and for certainty that I know about all your filth, and I know that you fucked Morgan in my absence and behind my back."

Meredreth’s face instantly congested with blood from the excess of shame and rage, and the look in her eyes tightened with deep-seated hatred and malice as she tried by all means to conceal her confusion and scandal. She turned her face away from her irritably and said with sharpness and a shout: "And what is it to you, you arrogant woman? I am free, and neither you nor anyone else has any business in what I do with my body and my life!"

Violet took another decisive step to face her completely, cutting off her breath, and narrowed the pupils of her eyes with a deadly, dry cruelty, saying in a hiss: "But the baseness did not stop there; rather, you told him under the sheets that you were me, Meredreth! You exploited our resemblance and deluded him into thinking you were Violet! And also, from the excess of your despicableness, you told him in my name that you charge money for fucking, just to distort my image before him!"

The earth truly shook beneath Meredreth’s feet because of this shocking confrontation, and confusion and dread appeared clearly in the trembling of her dry lips and the retreat of her trembling palms backward. However, she soon ground her teeth with a raging, brutal emotion and shouted in oppression, tears filling her eyes: "Yes, I did that! I did it to take revenge on you, you selfish, cursed woman! Because due to your presence and because of you, my entire life was ruined and crushed in this house!"

Violet raised her eyebrow with a provocative, nerve-wracking coldness, and did not budge an inch from her place; instead, she asked with deadly calmness and steadfastness: "Am I truly the reason for the destruction of your life and your misery, Meredreth?! Or are you throwing your failure onto my shoulders as usual?"

Meredreth brought her fists down against the sides of her body with intense malice, and her shoulders shook violently as she screamed with the pain of long years and deep complexes from childhood: "Yes, you! Because of my mother and father’s preference for you always in everything... because of your intelligence, I lived my whole life a miserable and marginalized life like a shadow in this cursed house!"

Violet turned toward the mirror with utter indifference and detachment toward her words, adjusting the strands of her hair with balanced, cold movements. Then she turned her entire body toward her and darted a look at her filled with disgust and contempt, saying in a biting tone: "The truth that you refuse to see is that you are a failure by your very nature... because you are stupid and act without a mind! This is the real reason behind your misery and loss, so do not place the blame and the complexes on others, my dear."

Meredreth flew into a raging fury, thrust her torso forward, her eyes launching sparks of hatred as she cursed with blind malice: "You are a conceited, cursed whore!"

In that second, Meredreth felt a shiver of real dread and fear coursing like poison through her entire limbs, and her body stiffened with a genuine fear that paralyzed her movement; her husband, Stewart, knew absolutely nothing about that cursed black past, and if he learned of the matter, he would certainly divorce her with scandal and cast her out of his life and family without mercy. She swallowed her saliva dryly, her throat congested, and said in a trembling, crying voice, tight with defeat: "You cursed, whorish snake... "

Violet relaxed her pressing grip with extreme slowness, and pushed her broken sister away from her with lightness and disdain, saying with a decisive, stern command: "On this basis and agreement, my dear sister... you will raise my children and care for them without raising a single sound or objection. Is that understood?"

She released her arm entirely and with carelessness, so Meredreth retreated with staggered steps while massaging her shoulder and arm in severe pain, the look in her eyes overflowing with malice and flying evil. Then she turned quickly and left the room, stomping her feet against the floor in burning nervousness and oppression.

As usual, and according to her cold plan, Violet packed her clothing bags in complete calmness and traveled secretly to distance herself from sight, heading toward her grandmother’s house couched in that rural, remote village isolated from the world. The long months of her pregnancy passed with heaviness, depression, and a deadly silence, until the decisive, crucial day of labor and birth arrived on that cold night.

The sharp, fierce pain of labor and contractions invaded Violet’s body, so she gripped with the fingers of her hand with brute force onto the wood and fabric of the mattress while panting violently and screaming in pain, until she finally gave birth, with the assistance of her grandmother, to a small, fragile, weak baby girl. The infant possessed smooth brown hair, a white skin as pure as spotless milk, and bright, intelligent green eyes; she was indeed an exact, identical replica of Violet’s features in a staggering and highly suspicious manner.

The grandmother gasped in astonishment and a sweeping joy that washed away her fatigue, and lifted the small baby girl with hands trembling from the impact, saying with emotion: "Oh my God, Violet... look at her, she is exactly like you, as if she were you in your childhood!"