The Heiress Revived from the Ashes (Lauren Bennett) novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 You’re Not My Family

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Elliot’s eyes were red, his voice shaking. “You said… Lauren was your mom?”

“Yep, the girl answered casually. “Who are you, mister?

Elliot’s tears finally broke free. He pulled Nancy into his arms, choking out. “I’m your mom’s brother. You should call me Uncle”

Nancy had been polite, even a little distant. But the moment she heard the word uncle, her entire expression changed.

Her pretty little face turned stormy, like a sudden downpour.

She shoved Elliot with both hands.

He wasn’t expecting it and fell backward into a puddle, splashing water everywhere.

When he looked up, he found Nancy staring at him–cold and sharp.

His heart twisted painfully. He scrambled back to his feet and reached for her, trying to touch her face. Maybe… if he could just treat this girl gently, maybe it could make up for what he never gave Lauren.

Lauren had always longed for affection–for family.

She used to dream of her parents and her brother treating her kindly. Just a single word of praise. A pat on the head. Even a fraction of the love they gave Willow would’ve meant the world to her.

But she never got any of it.

Not even once.

Now, Elliot reached toward Nancy’s cheek–only for her to step back.

His hand hung in midair,

His pupils contracted. He stared at her in disbelief.

She looked nothing like Lauren in that moment. She wasn’t longing for love. She wasn’t vulnerable.

Nancy had grown up with everything Lauren hadn’t.

She had a father who adored her, a grandmother who spoiled her, and people like Marilyn and Anna who treated her like their own.

She’d never known what it was like to beg for love.

“Unless you have something important to say,” Nancy said coolly, “please leave my house.”

She started to walk past him.

Elliot quickly stepped in front of her. “At least tell me your name.”

Nancy stared at him without expression. “Don’t force aonnection. I don’t have an uncle.”

Chapter 332 You’re Not My Family

The words landed like a punch to his gut.

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“Someone must’ve told you something awful about me Elliot said quickly. “But don’t listen to them. I know this is our first time meeting, but I swear–my feelings are real. We’re family. We share blood.”

Nancy let out a sharp laugh.

She may have been young, but she wasn’t naive.

“You didn’t even love your own sister. And now you’re standing here, talking about love for me? Do I look stupid to you?”

“No, no–it’s not like that! There were… misunderstandings. Bad people turned me against her. But if I could just talk to her–if I could explain–everything could be fixed. Please, help me. Tell her to come out. I have so much to say to her.”

Nancy sneered. “You’re ridiculous.”

She turned and walked toward the gate.

Elliot tried to follow her, but the driver blocked him. He could only watch as Nancy disappeared behind the doors.

Kneeling in the pouring rain, Elliot’s hands dropped uselessly to his sides.

His voice was hoarse, broken. “Lauren… I know I don’t deserve forgiveness. But I’ve suffered for ten years. I’ve lived in my own personal hell. Please–just give me one chance. Let me atone for what I did.

Inside, on the second floor, Nancy stood behind the large window, staring down at the man kneeling

outside.

Her eyes were rimmed with red.

Tell her, you say? Tell who?

My mom’s been gone for ten years.

Even though she’d grown up surrounded by love, Nancy still longed for the mother she never got to meet.

No one ever hid Lauren’s story from her.

Marilyn had told her–her mother had been a genius. Top of her class every year. Scholarship after scholarship. Valedictorian. She’d gotten into Northcrest University with the highest score in the province.

Anna told her how kind her mother had been. How skilled she was at embroidery. Nancy had even seen the embroidery herself–after ten years, her mother’s studio was still there.