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Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 310

The person inside was on the phone and jumped in shock when someone barged in. In a panic, she shoved the phone under her pillow.

Lydia let out a cold laugh. “What are you hiding?”

Sandy had never expected Lydia to show up disappearing for almost two days. Her face went even paler, guilt written all over her.

“What do you want? Here to watch me fall apart? Go ahead then, laugh all you want. I’m already miserable.”

She turned away, refusing to meet Lydia’s eyes. There was something about the way Lydia looked at her, those deep, sharp eyes, as if she could see right through her.

“Why did you do it?” Lydia asked, cutting straight to the chase.

Sandy’s heart skipped, but she kept her head turned. “Do what? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Lydia just raised an eyebrow. “You weren’t just talking to a troll farm, trying to ruin my name? Ten million, wasn’t it? Looks like Jenson and Milana paid you well for that kidney.”

Sandy spun around, glaring at her. “Shut up! If you all hadn’t dragged me back here with your lies, do you think I’d have lost a kidney?”

Lydia’s stare was icy. “First, it was Jenson and Milana who brought you back, not me. Second, didn’t you sign the form yourself?”

Sandy sat up suddenly, too fast. Pain shot through her side, draining all the color from her face.

“Lydia, you knew from the start. They only wanted me back for my kidney, and you said nothing. You just watched me walk straight into their trap.” Her voice was raw, thick with pain.

Sandy’s eyes darted away, her voice small. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not me.”

“And if I did sign, I’d own up to it. I wouldn’t sit around blaming everyone else and feeling sorry for myself.”

Sandy swiped at her tears, frustration sharp in her voice. “You’re saying that because it didn’t happen to you. What if we hadn’t been switched at birth? What then?”

Lydia’s voice was calm, almost bored. “I’ve already said it. There’s no such thing as ‘what if.’ Going back to the Smiths was your decision, not mine. I’m giving you seven days. When you’re discharged, the police will be waiting.”

She didn’t bother saying anything else and turned to go.

Sandy called after her, desperate. “Lydia! I’m still your patient. If my wound doesn’t heal, you’ll be held responsible as the lead surgeon. Don’t think being Miracle Hands’ student will save you!”

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