The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 546

Marcus stood before Charles' portrait, his eyes bloodshot with rage. His piercing gaze locked onto Yvette and Charlene, who knelt before the casket.

Charlene might be spared, but Yvette had no escape today. She would kneel, repent, and confess her sins. She owed both the Holden family and the Walker family not just an explanation, but justice for their lost dignity.

Charlotte stepped forward, dressed in a black dress and heels, a white rose pinned to her chest just like Natalie's.

"Yvette, I used to respect you because of your age. But you're just a venomous old hag, not worthy of a shred of respect."

Charlotte's voice was colder than William's, sharp and merciless.

"The Walker family never did anything to harm the Jenkins family. Yet your family tore itself apart over a man and dragged both the Walker and Holden families down with you.

"And after all that, you still have the nerve to shift the blame onto us. You caused Mr. Holden Senior's death. You even swapped my daughter and let her suffer years of abuse in the Langley family.

"Yvette, Vivian set that fire and burned over a hundred members of the Jenkins family. And you still had the audacity to pin the blame on the Holden and Walker families. Your shamelessness truly knows no bounds.

"Today, in front of Mr. Holden Senior, the Holden and Walker families will not let you smear our names any further. Since everyone's here, let's lay the truth out for all to see.

"Your Jenkins family lost all decency long ago. You deceived Mr. Holden Senior and married off an unfaithful, impure woman to him. You toyed with his genuine love for years and made him raise a daughter that was never his. In the end, he was driven to take his own life.

"Yvette, what right do you have to claim innocence?"

Yvette glared at Charlotte, her eyes wide with disbelief and rising panic. The Walker family's accusations she could still bear, but why would Marcus expose everything like this? Had Marcus truly discarded even Charles' dignity, even after death?

Marcus didn't care anymore. The person he loved most was already gone forever. All he wanted was revenge. He wanted Yvette to spend the rest of her miserable life in endless pain and despair.

Charles died because he was heartbroken.

He loved everything he had. He had remained loyal until the end. But Yvette told him the woman he had cherished had never loved him, had cheated on him, and had left him raising another man's child.

For someone who had only loved his late wife, that was the cruelest blow imaginable. He couldn't bear it. He couldn't make peace with it.

Even with Natalie and Hector at his side, he chose a method of death they had no chance of being saved. Even then, he still longed for the Walker family's affection. He had been afraid that once he was gone, the grandson he raised with his own hands would be left all alone.

Marcus' eyes burned red, fury simmering behind them. He clenched it all down, refusing to let a single tear fall.

When Yvette met his poisonous gaze, fear surged through her like a tidal wave. Her knees buckled, though thankfully, she was already kneeling and didn't collapse.

She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye again. Usually calm and calculating, she now felt anxiety clawing at her chest.

"Everyone must be curious. Why the Jenkins family's residence in Dithoria went up in flames all those years ago," Marcus said as he looked around the room.

Everyone present at the funeral had been personally selected by Marcus. He had given Ethan a list of names. He would make sure the entire Dithoria remembered the Jenkins family for what they truly were.

He would let the one surviving Jenkins family member experience what it felt like to have her belief shattered, to question her entire life, and to feel like there was nothing left to live for.

Cancer or not, Marcus had ways to keep her alive—long enough to suffer. Marcus' deep, commanding voice carried a weight that silenced the entire room.