The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 122

Her name is Jovani. She is Jade's biological mother, and she is Charles's first love. Years ago, after Tara went missing, Jovani sought out Charles to reveal a shocking secret: they shared a daughter, and that daughter was Jade. Back in the day, Eleanor fiercely opposed their relationship. Knowing she was pregnant, Jovani married another suitor to protect her dignity. When her husband later died in a tragic accident, leaving her a young widow, she turned back to Charles. Overjoyed by the news of his flesh and blood, Charles fabricated an elaborate excuse to bring Jade into the Dennis family as an adopted child. Meanwhile, he quietly settled Jovani in this very villa.

Charles visits the property for a few days each month, always bringing lavish gifts. Jade visits whenever she can, though she remains obsessively paranoid about being discovered, making every trip a covert operation.

"My sweet girl, you've lost weight," Jovani says, grabbing Jade's hands with desperate urgency. "Is someone in the Dennis family bullying you? I've been waiting for you every single day for the past two months."

"Mom, ever since Tara came back, she's been making my life a living hell. This is all because you guys didn't finish the job properly back then. Now she's whispering poison into that old woman's ear. She's the reason I was locked away in confinement!"

"What? That little bitch!" Jovani gasps, her face flushing with anger.

Jade steps over to the window, double-checking that the heavy curtains are drawn tightly shut before turning back around. "Do you have any more of that stuff?"

Jovani freezes, a flicker of profound hesitation crossing her eyes. "Jade, that stuff is too dangerous. The dosage you asked for last time, we can't keep using it. I'm terrified something irreversible is going to happen."

"Mom!" Jade cuts her off, her voice sharp with impatience. "I don't care. I've had enough. I want Tara dead."

Jovani stares at the vicious hostility seeping through her daughter's flawless makeup, a chill running down her spine. The daughter she personally smuggled into high society is no longer the sweet little girl who used to beg her for candy.

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