The Heiress Revived from the Ashes (Lauren Bennett) novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 A Mother’s Reckoning

But the truth was merciless.

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During Lauren’s birth, David had bribed the doctors to remove Alice’s kidney. All these years, she’d doted on Willow, even sacrificing her own daughter to protect her, only to learn that Willow was David’s child with his mistress.

Each revelation struck like a hammer, leaving her breathless with agony. Her world crumbled, despair swallowing her whole.

In her mind, she saw Lauren’s suffering, shunned, abused, imprisoned, mutilated, all while David and Sharon smirked in triumph.

“Ah!” Alice screamed, clutching her head.

She thought, David, how could you be so cruel?

Guilt and regret pierced her like knives. She couldn’t face Lauren.

After a long silence, she lifted her head, her eyes filled with desperation and remorse. “I don’t believe it. You made this up. You hate us for loving Willow more, so you’re punishing me. That’s it, isn’t it?”

She shook her head frantically, searching Lauren’s face for denial. But Lauren’s gaze was cold, unyielding.

Yes, she was punishing her.

Deliberately, she withheld the truth that Willow was Sharon and George’s daughter. She wanted Alice to drown in the agony of having cherished her husband’s bastard while discarding her own flesh and blood.

She didn’t want Alice to find relief in knowing David had been duped too. Those who’d hurt her deserved only suffering.

Alice was on the brink of collapse. Her husband had stolen her kidney, murdered her father, abandoned her daughter, and forced Lauren to donate a kidney to his illegitimate child.

“David, how could you do this to me?” she wailed, her cry echoing through the room, raw with despair and

regret.

Lauren watched her mother’s torment with fleeting satisfaction, quickly replaced by sorrow, for having such a foolish mother, a pampered heiress blind to the viper in her midst.

She turned to leave, unable to bear another moment.

Alice, seeing her go, thrashed wildly, grabbing Lauren’s hand. “Laurie, don’t go! I have only you left. I was wrong, please forgive me…”

But Lauren’s heart was stone. She’d heard “I was wrong” too many times.

Her gaze was ice. “Madam Alice, you’re not wrong. I was, for believing you. But don’t worry, I’ve seen through your lies. I won’t be fooled again.”

“You can rest easy. Even if I die on the streets, I won’t come back. The debt of my birth is paid with my severed finger. From now on, we’re strangers.”

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