Queen Of Revenge And Glory (Victoria and Jackson) novel Chapter 173

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Victoria couldn’t sleep either. No matter who was at the door, she decided to go downstairs and check.

When she got downstairs, Victoria glanced at the video doorbell. On the screen, Simon was standing outside, bathed in moonlight. His usually handsome face looked deathly pale, as if all the blood had drained from it.

Victoria pulled her robe tighter around herself, stepped out of the villa, and walked to the gate to open it. “Simon, what are you doing here so late?”

Simon stared straight at her, his lips trembling as he forced out the words, “Uncle Hector stabbed my dad.”

Victoria’s face didn’t even flicker. She replied coolly, “Is he dead? If not, that’s fine. If he is, it’ll be a nightmare to find someone to clear my dad’s name.”

Disappointment filled Simon’s eyes. He couldn’t believe how cold Victoria was. “Why can’t you show even a shred of emotion for us? Have we really been sentenced to death in your heart?”

Victoria nodded death.”

her face completely expressionless. “Yes. In my heart, your whole family has already been sentenced to

“Look at the Binder family now. Everyone’s at each other’s throats because of you. Don’t you feel even a little guilty?” Simon couldn’t understand it.

Victoria scoffed. “Simon, are you here to blame me?”

She quickly said, her tone serious, “If I feel guilty, it’s only for my parents. Why would I feel guilty about you? Honestly, I just wish you all had suffered even more!”

Simon felt his vision blur and darkness creep in. He stumbled back a couple of steps, as if the whole world had suddenly flipped upside down.

Out of nowhere, Victoria spoke up, her tone icy. “Simon, do you even know what I went through as a kid?”

Simon forced himself to stay upright, then lifted his gaze to meet Victoria’s. His eyes were filled with barely concealed curiosity, and a flicker of guilt he couldn’t quite hide.

Victoria spoke in a voice so calm it was almost chilling. “I never told you, did I? I was picked up from a dumpster. The day our lives got switched, I started my life all over again in the trash, while Angelica’s life took off.”

“How could I not hate it?

“But every wrong has its culprit, every debt has its owner. Before I knew whether my parents had really abandoned me, I never held it against them. I just wanted to find them,” she went on.

“I kept thinking, if my parents hadn’t left me on purpose, they’d be overjoyed to find their missing daughter.

“But what did you make me witness?” she fumed.

“You all lived happily with the daughter of the criminal who ruined your own daughter and sister’s life. Even after you learned the truth about Angelica and me, you acted as if nothing had changed. You only took me back so I could marry that cripple Jackson instead of her,” she blamed.

“Did I do anything wrong?

“No, I didn’t do anything wrong. You’re the ones at fault,” she pointed out.

“If I didn’t have the power, you’d just keep trampling all over me and repeating your mistakes. Too bad for you, I’ve got

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enough power to make you pay for every single one of them,” she added.

After Ford took Victoria in, she got to enjoy a few years where she didn’t have to worry about anything.

But those peaceful days didn’t last.

Ford had come to the small town hoping to nurse his illness, and happened to find her along the way.

After six years, Ford’s illness finally took him. There was nothing anyone could do.

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On his deathbed, Ford had no choice but to leave Victoria in the care of a relative who had looked after him during his illness and handed over all his assets to that person.

But that so–called relative was nothing but a sanctimonious jerk. All that “care” was just a ploy to get Ford’s inheritance. Once they got what they wanted, they turned on Victoria, bullied her because she was just a kid, and even tried to sell her off as a child bride in some remote backwater.

Victoria ran away.

When she was six, Victoria was scrambling for food with stray dogs in dumpsters, spending two years on the run.

It wasn’t until she was caught stealing sweet potatoes in Mullinran Village that the locals realized she was an orphan with no

let her work for her meals.

one to rely on. They took her in, taught her how to recognize medicinal skills, and s

Day after day, life just went on.

The villagers soon discovered Victoria had a real talent for medicine, so they passed on everything they knew. With her new skills, nobody dared to bully her again.

When Victoria returned to the Binder family, the people who should have been her closest family became the ones who hurt her most.

Memories flooded back, and Victoria let out a bitter laugh. ‘These are the people who made me suffer, so why do they get to live in comfort without a shred of guilt?‘

“You all deserve to know what real suffering feels like, and I’ll be the one to deliver it to you myself,” Victoria said, her voice icy, every word cutting through the air as she stared Simon down.

Simon’s body started to tremble as Victoria spoke. A wave of unbearable pain surged through him, spreading until it consumed every inch of his body.

The poison inside him was flaring up.

The moonlight washed over Simon, illuminating his once–handsome face in stark detail.

But now, pain contorted his features almost beyond recognition.

Simon reached out to grab the gatepost, trying to steady himself as his tall frame hunched over, doubling up from the

agony.

“Victoria…” Simon forced the words out through clenched teeth, his eyes pleading with her.

Victoria towered over him, cold and indifferent. “You came here in the middle of the night just so I could see you writhing in pain from the poison, hoping I’d pity you and step in to save you?”

“Like when you had me cure Angelica’s poison. Did you really think that just because I’m your sister, I’d always save you, no

matter what?

“Too bad for you, your plan backfired. I don’t feel anything for you,” she added.

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After finishing her words, Victoria turned away without a second glance, leaving Simon outside to suffer alone. He collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by pain, his anguished moans spilling out nonstop.

Simon clawed at the gaps between the tiles with trembling fingers, desperately trying to vent his agony in any way he could.

“Victoria…” Simon choked out, his voice barely audible.

He struggled to lift his head, eyes locked on Victoria as she walked away. His hand shook as he reached out toward her fading silhouette, longing for her to pause, even for a heartbeat.

But Victoria ignored him completely. She strode into the villa without hesitation and slammed the door shut behind her, cutting off Simon’s last glimmer of hope and blocking his view of the inside for good.

Simon held on for ten excruciating minutes, but in the end, the pain was just too much. He slammed his head against the wall by the door, his vision went black, and he collapsed onto the cold ground, unconscious.