The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 105

Josiah didn't respond, and the car fell into silence. After a long while, he spoke again. "Calling you back this time isn't to make things difficult for you."

"Then what is it for?"

"Dad wants to talk to you... about Callahan Langley."

Leilani's eyes turned cold. "My business with him is none of your concern."

Josiah sighed, his tone actually carrying a hint of advice. "Leilani, a family like the Langleys isn't one you can climb into. He might be interested in you now, but the Langleys won't accept a daughter-in-law who's been to prison. You can have your fun with him, but don't fall too deep. You'll be the one who gets hurt in the end."

After listening, Leilani suddenly laughed, though the smile didn't reach her eyes. Sure enough. She knew Josiah and the rest of the Sloans hadn't changed a bit. They were always posturing like this, and their hypocrisy was nauseating.

"Josiah, since when did you care about me?"

"I am still your brother," Josiah frowned. "Besides, I just don't want to see you humiliate yourself."

"Humiliate myself?" Leilani scoffed. "When you pushed me out to take the fall back then, did you ever stop to think if I would be 'humiliating myself'?"

Josiah's face changed slightly, clearly stung by the truth. "Leilani, the past is the past. What's the point of holding onto it now?"

"There is a point." Leilani's lips curled into a mocking arc. "At least it lets me see clearly just how fake you are."

Josiah was rendered speechless by her retort. In the end, he could only keep driving with a dark expression. Silence descended on the car again, leaving only the hum of the engine.

Padgett Lambert?

Leilani's eyes went cold. She had heard that name. The only son of the real estate tycoon Lambert family. He was a notorious playboy who used his family's money to act lawlessly. Who in their circle didn't know what kind of trash he was?

"Hah." She couldn't help but laugh out loud, her eyes mocking. "What, have the Sloans stooped so low they need to sell off their daughter?"

Hackett's face changed drastically, and he slammed his hand on the table. "What kind of attitude is that! The Lamberts aren't bad. The fact that they don't mind you've been to prison is already good enough, and you're being picky? Every time you come back, you give us a sour face. If you were sensible and obedient like Tamara, wouldn't we treat you well? And no matter what, we are your biological parents. Would we harm you?"

Leilani looked at him coldly and enunciated every word. "Who was it that sent me to prison?"

And he had the nerve to say they wouldn't harm her?