The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 916

"Your whole family treated me like a princess and kept you around like a dog just for my amusement!" Jade gloats.

Deanna's face turns livid. She tries to interrupt several times, but Jade's rapid-fire insults drown her out. Finally, Deanna slams her hand on the table and screams, "Jade! Watch your mouth! Who gave you the right to judge Tara? Our relationship is none of your business!"

Deanna is terrified. Her fragile, hard-won peace with her daughter is suddenly under attack by this malicious snake. She is horrified that Tara might fall for the manipulation and start hating her and her brothers again. Her sons have been working themselves to the bone, constantly repenting and trying to make amends. If this vicious brat successfully ruins everything, it will destroy their family.

"Mother and daughter?" Jade sneers, looking Deanna up and down with absolute disgust before turning back to Tara. "Deanna, you really have no shame! You treated me like your own flesh and blood and treated your real daughter like trash from the gutter. The entire elite society knows it. Everyone whispered about how mentally unhinged you were. And now that Tara is actually worth something, you come crawling back to claim her? If I were Tara, I wouldn't be this nice. I would have kicked you to the curb and cut ties forever!"

She glares at Tara, her tone dripping with provocation. "Or is it just that you realize having Deanna around gives you some sort of benefit now? Is that why you're playing the perfect daughter?"

Tara doesn't show a sliver of anger. She sits quietly, letting Jade finish her bitter rant. Then, she slowly sets her teacup down with a soft click.

Tara takes a slow, deliberate sip of her tea and scoffs. Instead of getting upset, she turns the tables, effortlessly striking at Jade's relationship with Jovani. "Honestly, I think you're just violently jealous. I have a thriving career, a perfect fiancé, and a reconciled family. Meanwhile, you have nothing. Weren't you bragging about how the Sinclair family was going to welcome you back as their precious heiress? What happened? Did the Sinclair matriarch slam the door in your face?"

Tara leans in slightly, her voice dripping with venom. "And what about your biological mother? Isn't she supposed to be so powerful? Why isn't she lifting a finger to help you? Or is it that she's completely useless? Maybe she just doesn't want to help you because she realizes you're a worthless piece of trash."

"You—" Jade's face shifts from red to a sickly pale, completely choked by Tara's words. Every single syllable hits her directly in her deepest, most agonizing wounds.