The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1202

It made a lot of sense, actually.

But it didn't apply to her and Van.

Tilda knew Van wasn't an ungrateful jerk.

And if he ever tried to be, she would show him exactly what hell looked like.

"You make a fair point, Silas, but I'm not listening to a word of it."

"Huh?" Silas sputtered.

He froze, completely blindsided.

Noah chimed in from the side. "Tilda, please don't listen to his nonsense."

"He's got a lot of years on him, but zero brains. Just a head full of bad intentions."

Silas exploded in an instant. "You little punk! I'm just having a conversation. What does this have to do with you?"

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

Noah wasn't intimidated in the slightest.

His voice remained entirely flat. "I didn't say it. Harrison did."

Silas snapped his mouth shut, swallowing the curses he had been about to spit out.

Every organ in Harrison's body might be failing, but his hearing was still terrifyingly sharp.

Silas was genuinely afraid that if he screamed at Noah in the hallway, Harrison would hear him.

He thought Harrison was entirely blind to reality, treating Noah—an illegitimate brat—like some precious treasure.

Out of all the legitimate grandchildren in the family, Harrison only cared about the bastard.

Most of the Darwin family didn't even view Noah as real family.

But Harrison's blatant favoritism was enough to make everyone else treat Noah as public enemy number one.

Nobody liked him!

But Noah didn't need their affection.

The only opinion that mattered to him was Harrison's.

"Harrison can say whatever he wants, but you can't."

"You're still the younger generation, Noah. Did all your education go completely to waste?"

Noah couldn't be bothered to argue.

"Silas, if Harrison finds out you have inappropriate intentions toward Claire, he'll strike you from the inheritance in a heartbeat. You might want to think about that."

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