REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 95

I stared at them across the coffee table, watching the sweat bead on my great-grandfather’s forehead.

"What did Caroline tell you about me?" I asked, my voice cutting through the heavy silence of the room.

They looked at each other, exchanging a panicked, silent debate but neither of them said a word. I asked again, letting my tone drop into something cold and flat. When they still refused to answer, keeping their lips tightly sealed, I didn't waste another breath arguing with them. I picked up my phone from my lap and dialled Dario’s number.

He answered on the second ring, his low, smooth voice coming through the speaker. "What can I do for you, kitten?" he asked.

"I want Lorraine and Alden to become homeless in ten minutes," I said calmly.

On the other side of the room, Lorraine let out a sharp, ragged gasp and burst into tears, leaning forward in her seat. "Wait! We'll talk! We'll talk!" she stared stuttering. I held the phone a fraction of an inch from my mouth. "Hold on a second, Dario. I'll call you back in a few minutes." I said ending the call. I dropped the phone back onto my lap, and stared down my great-grandparents.

Lorraine pressed her shaking hands against her face, sobbing before she looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes. "You... you have to promise not to say anything. Promise that if we tell you, you'll let us leave. We'll disappear, we swear it." she said.

"Okay," I said, my voice giving nothing away. Lorraine swallowed hard, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "She sent you here because she..." she started saying and stopped. Alden reached out, grabbing his wife's hand and squeezing it hard, trying to shut her up.

"Don't," Alden warned under his breath.

I raised an eyebrow, lifting my phone back up and Lorraine flinched, pulling her hand away from her husband. "No, stop! I'll tell you!" She turned back to me, her voice trembling. "She sent you here because... because you aren't Caroline's daughter." she said.

I froze for a split second, my eyes shifting from Lorraine to Alden. "Then who is my mother?" I asked.

Alden shook his head stubbornly, staring down at the carpet. "We swore an oath. We won't say it." he said.

I tapped the screen of my phone, bringing up Dario's contact. "I can still call Dario." I said almost casually. They both flinched back, terror flashing across their old faces.

"Nysa!" Lorraine blurted out, the name tearing past her lips in a panicked shriek. "You are Nysa's daughter!" she said. I slowly lowered the phone, letting out a long breath. I leaned back against the cushions of the armchair, crossing one leg over the other, and looked straight at them.

"Start talking," I said.

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