Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Dol Care About Being Heiress?

Chapter 171 Do I Care About Being Heiress?

In Emily’s mind, her mother’s illness probably matters less than figuring out what kind of relationship I have with my mentor, right?” Davis said his tone full of anger.

Brandon’s face darkened, and he shot a look at Emily. He remembered how Emily had barged in, accusing and interrogating Davis as if she were putting him on trial.

She looked like a wife catching her husband in the act. Wasn’t she openly questioning Davis’s character for all to see? No wonder Davis was so pissed.

Brandon knew exactly why Emily had lost control like that. In Emily’s mind, she never thought Whitney could ever threaten her. She looked down on Whitney from the bottom of her heart.

So when Whitney first came back to the Anderson family, Brandon felt the same way as Emily.

But now, after leaving the Anderson family, Whitney wasn’t only living better than they were but also became the mentor to Davis, the president of the Medical Association, a man with real status and authority.

How could Emily, who always thought she was above everyone else, possibly accept that? But right now, they were here to ask for a favor. Her attitude, as Davis said, made it clear she didn’t care at all about Paula’s illness.

After seeing Whitney with Davis, Emily couldn’t think about anything else. All she could focus on was how Whitney had put

her down and made her feel humiliated.

It was only now that Brandon suddenly felt a cold sweat break out all over his back. Emily’s coldness wasn’t on the surface It came from deep within her bones.

“N-No, I didn’t!” Emily came to her senses and blurted out in protest. “Davis, I was only curious, that’s all.” She hurried to clarify herself.

But Brandon didn’t want her to say another word. He yanked her over to his side and pushed Emily’s head down, forcing her to bow and apologize to Whitney and Davis.

Then he looked up at Whitney. “Whitney, you’re the real heiress of the Anderson family, my sister. The woman in the hospital is your birth mother.

“If you and Davis have this kind of connection, I hope… I hope you can put the past behind us and help save our mother.” Brandon kept stressing Whitney’s identity and kept pointing out that Paula was their mother, too. The sick woman was Whitney’s birth mother. They were asking Davis to save Whitney’s birth mother.

Brandon could see that Davis’s respect for Whitney was genuine. It wasn’t for show. If they wanted Davis to lend a hand, Whitney was the key. Only she could get him to act.

As expected, after hearing that, Davis turned to Whitney. The message was clear. He’d only help if Whitney said yes. Brandon’s heart instantly filled with hope.

No matter how furious Whitney got, or how much she pretended not to care, she could never truly ignore her birth mother. She might act tough, but deep down, her birth mom always mattered to her

Otherwise, back then, whenever Paula felt the slightest discomfort, Whitney would be worried sick, fushing around to brew herbal remedies and take care of her.

So Brandon kept describing how tragic Paula’s situation was, and how dire the doctors claimed her condition to be. If she suffered any more emotional shock, she might not survive.

But no matter how desperate Brandon made it sound, Whitney’s expression remained completely unmoved. She only lifted her crimson lips into an icy smirk, her tone lazy and indifferent. “Why should I care?”

Brandon was utterly speechless, the words stuck in his throat, and he felt unbearably frustrated. He looked at Whitney, totally stunned. He never imagined she could stay so icy when Paula’s life was hanging by a thread.

Whitney’s face stayed completely blank, not a flicker of emotion in her eyes. “I have nothing to do with the Anderson family anymore. You could shower Emily with all your love; I willingly stepped aside. Now that trouble has hit, you come running to me?

“Where do you get the nerve to think all the good things in life should belong to your family?” Her mocking tone made Brandon’s cheeks burn with shame, like he’d been slapped in public.

Davis stood tall and proud beside her, adding, “My mentor’s right. We’re not saving your mom. And don’t come looking for me again. You’re bad luck!”

“Are you really that cold-blooded? She’s still your mom!” Brandon’s voice trembled, clearly furious.

Chapter 171 Do I Care About Being Heiress?

Whitney let out a cold laugh. “You Andersons are honestly unbelievable. From the start, you never really wanted me around. Your anly brought me back to feel better about yourselves, so everyone would think you’re saints.

“You froze me out and acted like I didn’t exist, pushing me to leave so Emily could have the spotlight all to herself. And now you dare call me heartless, right to my face?”

Whitney spoke with a cold, almost indifferent tone, as if nothing could bother her. Yet every word was laced with sharp

sarcasm.

“Whitney!” Brandon called out, his voice sharp. Her words made Brandon feel exposed, his conscience pricked and uneasy. The more uneasy he felt, the louder his voice besame, as if trying to cover it up.

He furrowed his brows, a flash of anger in his eyes, but forced himself to calm down. “Dad already said he’ll make your identity as the Anderson family’s heiress public in a few days.

“The status you’ve always wanted, we’re willing to give it to you. What more do you want?”

Whitney let out a cold laugh. “Where do you get the nerve to think I actually care about being the real heiress?”

Brandon looked at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Isn’t everything you’re doing just to force the Andersons to recognize you? Aren’t you making all this fuss to prove you’re better than Emily?

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