Naomi's eyes were wide with disbelief, almost like she couldn't trust her own ears.
"What did you just say? Your grandfather is also..."
"Yep, it's all me! After I got back to the Bradford family, Clara never actually bullied me. I just played the victim, and you all bought it, hook, line, and sinker, hahaha! Who cares if you all wronged me? I came back to the Bradford family for revenge, and now look at us, nobody's happy."
Naomi grabbed her by the collar, her voice trembling. "Why would you do this? Why? Your adoptive parents were good to you, and yet you..."
"Ha! Why? Because poverty eats away at you. No matter how nice they were, I craved wealth and the envy of others. You don't know how awful it is to have a brother who's not all there. People whisper behind your back, even speculate you're married to an idiot. I hated it so much. The whole world was against me, and I just wanted payback!"
Naomi felt her knees buckle, collapsing to the floor, drowning in guilt. She realized it was her fault for being fooled by Quinn's tears, always taking her side and never letting Clara explain.
The Bradford family was in shambles because of her mistakes.
In a burst of desperation, she sprang up and clutched Quinn's throat.
Quinn's face turned crimson, eyes wild with madness. "You gonna strangle me? Go ahead, kill your own daughter. I'll make sure you feel guilty forever. You should've never had me!"
Listening to her daughter say such things, Naomi couldn't handle it anymore and fainted.
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