Whats She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 412

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Chapter 412

“Shut up!” Josephine snapped, offering Elaine no mercy. Her anger was boiling over; she felt as though the family was on the verge of being destroyed by an outsider. It was a disaster, inviting a wolf into their home.

Josephine didn’t care about saving face for anyone. She was determined to wake up everyone who was blindly playing along, refusing to let this woman ruin the family’s legacy.

Scolded so harshly, Elaine’s face flushed red, then drained of color, but she didn’t dare utter another word.

Noelle turned deathly pale, her fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her

dress.

Just then, Finnian walked over from the adjacent hall. Seeing his grandmother lecturing Noelle again, he quickened his pace. “Grandmother…”

“You shut up too,” Josephine barked. She turned toward the staircase and threw a cold glare at both Finnian and Noelle. “Both of you, come upstairs with me. I have something to say.”

Finnian glanced at Noelle, whose eyes were already red as she looked up at him in helpless desperation.

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Seeing her standing there like a child waiting to be punished, her fingers white-knuckled in her dress, Finnian stepped closer to comfort her. “It’s okay, Noelle. Let’s just go upstairs and hear what Grandmother has to say.”

But Noelle was terrified of going up there; she knew exactly what kind of verbal lashing was waiting for her.

Elaine stepped closer, gently patting Noelle’s arm and whispering something in her ear. Noelle’s complexion improved slightly, and she

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Chapter 412

“Shut up!” Josephine snapped, offering Elaine no mercy. Her anger was boiling over; she felt as though the family was on the verge of being destroyed by an outsider. It was a disaster, inviting a wulf into their home.

Josephine didn’t care about saving face for anyone. She was determined to wake up everyone who was blindly playing along, refusing to let this woman ruin the family’s legacy.

Scolded so harshly, Elaine’s face flushed red, then drained of color, but she didn’t dare utter another word.

Noelle turned deathly pale, her fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her

dress.

Just then, Finnian walked over from the adjacent hall. Seeing his grandmother lecturing Noelle again, he quickened his pace. “Grandmother…”

“You shut up too,” Josephine barked. She turned toward the staircase and threw a cold glare at both Finnian and Noelle. “Both of you, come upstairs with me. I have something to say.”

Finnian glanced at Noelle, whose eyes were already red as she looked up at him in helpless desperation.

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Seeing her standing there like a child waiting to be punished, her fingers white-knuckled in her dress, Finnian stepped closer to comfort her. “It’s okay, Noelle. Let’s just go upstairs and hear what Grandmother has to say.”

But Noelle was terrified of going up there; she knew exactly what kind of verbal lashing was waiting for her.

Elaine stepped closer, gently patting Noelle’s arm and whispering something in her ear. Noelle’s complexion improved slightly, and she

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gave a stiff nod.

Finnian and Noelle followed Josephine up to a private tearoom on the second floor.

As they walked in, Josephine closed her eyes and took a deep, steadying breath, acting as if she couldn’t even stand the sight of them.

“Grandmother, whatever this is, does it really have to be discussed today? It’s your birthday…” Finnian felt that his grandmother’s foul mood was casting a shadow over the occasion.

Josephine’s sharp, piercing gaze locked onto Finnian, assessing him from head to toe. Then, her eyes shifted to Noelle, who was standing there looking cautiously timid and thoroughly unrefined. Underneath that fragile exterior, Josephine sensed a ruthless ambition and manipulative cunning. Noelle tried to act poised and graceful, but in reality, all her schemes and mind games were entirely focused on manipulating the family. Josephine despised it. It was the behavior of a venomous snake, someone entirely untrustworthy.

Guilty and anxious, Noelle deliberately took a step back, trying to hide behind Finnian.

Seeing the ruthless glint in the matriarch’s eyes, Noelle’s internal panic only deepened.

“Explain yourselves. How exactly do you plan to resolve this mess? Don’t treat me like I’m blind,” Josephine demanded, slamming her teacup onto the table. Her voice was laced with pure fury.

Finnian’s expression stiffened for a second before irritation flashed across his face. “Grandmother, what exactly are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

“Drop the act,” Josephine sneered, her gaze cutting right through him. “Ever since Rafael passed away, the two of you have been crossing the line. If you aren’t carrying her into the hospital, you’re chasing after her to some cruise or temple. You even handed Aethelstan over for her to

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manage, and whenever she can’t handle a negotiation, you magically find the time in your busy schedule to do it for her. If you expect me to believe there’s nothing going on, you must think I’m a fool.”

Finnian’s dark eyes widened in sheer disbelief. In his mind, everything he had done was simply fulfilling his duty as an older brother taking care of his sister. How had it been twisted into something so scandalous by his grandmother?

Noelle was already paralyzed with fear, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Grandmother, I’m sorry, but please don’t blame Finnian. He’s only been looking out for me the way an older brother would. Our relationship is strictly sibling-like, please…” Noelle sobbed, her voice breaking perfectly

on cue.

Josephine was absolutely repulsed. She unleashed a torrent of icy mockery. “You’ve lived with the Sanders family for eighteen years. How have we treated you? You have no right to bite the hand that feeds you, using your manipulative piece of work tactics to play the men of this family like puppets. Your behavior is absolutely despicable.”