Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 448

Bea's expression darkened considerably upon recognizing the person before her. She immediately pushed Nichole away, her voice tinged with fury. "You bitch, how dare you show your face here again!"

Nichole fell to the ground. Her chosen attire for the day was a form-fitting midi dress that accentuated her slightly protruding belly - a deliberate choice. Indeed, it was the sight of Nichole's belly that softened Bea's demeanor slightly, though her tone remained harsh, "I've been more than fair to you, providing you a safe haven to nurture James' child. Yet, you've turned your back on us, seeking the company of another man!"

"I'm sorry, but I was forced into this situation!" Nichole, now kneeling, pleaded with a genuine sense of remorse, "I love James, you know that... That day, the Cloude family took me away! I didn't want to leave, but they forced me, even claiming they knew of my father's whereabouts. That's why..."

Nichole's tears were like rain, painting a picture of utter distress. Bea frowned, asking, "Is that the truth?"

Nichole, even more aggrieved, responded, "I know I've done wrong, but all I wanted was to reconnect with the father I never knew..."

Bea had seen the news; Nichole's father was Mr. Freeman.

The Freeman family held a reputable position in Devonport. They were known for their scholarly background and charitable deeds over the years. Their public image was impeccable.

After learning that Nichole was the long-lost daughter of the Freeman family, Bea found another reason to forgive her.

Marian, witnessing Nichole's poor attempt at reconciliation, could hardly hide her displeasure.

She knew all too well how Nichole had once flaunted her status within the Burke family, declaring herself the lady of the house - something Bea might not be aware of, but Marian knew all too well!

"Since Mr. Cloude coerced you and you came to me willingly, I can forgive you. However, whether James forgives you is entirely up to you." Bea, seated on the couch, spoke earnestly, "You're carrying the Burke family's child. If you truly wish to part ways with that Cloude boy, I will surely protect you."

"Thank you, Grandma Bea!" Nichole wiped away her tears, feigning gratitude.