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Chapter 405 The Weight of Betrayal
Chapter 405 The Weight of Betrayal
Seeing Susan’s number on the <b>screen</b>, Patrick felt his anger re instantly.
The moment he answered, before he could even speak, Susan’s voice came through. “I want to see you.”
<i>Her </i><b><i>tone </i></b>was <i>unnervingly </i><i>calm</i>.
<i>Lately</i><i>, </i><b><i>whether </i></b>it was <b><i>about </i></b><i>my </i><b><i>other </i></b><i>family </i><i>or </i><i>Lillian</i><i>, </i><i>every </i><b><i>phone </i></b><i>call </i><b><i>had </i></b><b><i>been </i></b><i>a </i><i>battle</i>.
<b><i>But </i></b><i>this </i><b><i>calmness</i></b><b>, </b><i>how </i><i>long </i><i>had </i><i>it </i><b><i>been </i></b><b><i>since </i></b>we <ist </i><i>had </i><i>such </i><i>a </i><i>conversation</i><i>? </i>
Patrick forced down his anger for the moment, his voice low. “What do you want?”
<b>“</b><b>Is </b>she at Grandmount Pinnacle?”
Patrick frowned. “What?<b>” </b>
Susan pressed on. “You put that woman in the vi at Grandmount Pinnacle, didn’t you?”
Her tone, which had been oddlyposed, shattered into a furious roar.
All the restraint she had struggled to maintain crumbled entirely.
She was shouting through the phone.
Even with the distance between them, Patrick could hear the sheer desperation in her voice–it was <b>as </b>if she wanted to tear someone apart.
Already seething, Patrick was in no mood to listen<b>, </b>especially after being humiliated by Ste Dawson earlier.
Now, faced with Susan’s rage, his patience ran dry. “Susan Carter, we’re finished.”
<b><i>She </i></b><i>still </i><i>had </i><i>the </i><i>audacity </i><i>to </i>dig <i>into </i><i>Grandmount </i><i>Pinnacle</i>? <i>What </i><b><i>was </i></b><i>she </i><i>scheming </i>now?
<i>There </i>was <i>nothing </i><i>left </i><i>between </i>us.
Susan’s voice sharpened. “What did you say?”
Patrick growled, “If you dare go looking for her, you’ll regret it.”
And with that, he hung up.
To him, Ste’s cold demeanor was entirely Susan’s fault. She had failed to handle the conflicts between Ste and Lillian.
And now she wanted to cause trouble for him? He had nowhere to vent his anger.
<b><i>My </i></b>newborn twins<b>… </b><i>If </i><i>Abraham </i>kept <i>pushing </i><i>me </i>into <i>a </i><i>corner</i>, things <b><i>would </i></b><i>get </i><i>really </i><i>ugly</i>.
On Susan’s end, she <b>was </b>still in the hospital.
If not for the emergency intervention earlier, she would have <b>been </b>gone by now.
<b><i>Who </i></b><b><i>would </i></b><i>have </i><b><i>thought</i></b><i>–</i><i>the </i><b><i>person </i></b>I <i>trusted </i><i>most </i><i>had </i><i>betrayed </i><b><i>me</i></b>.
I <b><i>had </i></b><b><i>cherished </i></b><b><i>Lillian </i></b>like a <b><i>treasure</i></b><i>… </i>
After calling Patrick<b>, </b>rage consumed her, and she let out a <b>raw </b>scream. “Ahhh!”
It was a mix of fury and devastation.
<i>Why</i>? <b><i>Why </i></b><b><i>had </i></b><b><i>things </i></b><b><ie </i></b>to <b><i>this</i></b><i>? </i><i>Why</i><i>, </i><b><i>Lillian</i></b><b><i>? </i></b>
Iwas <b><i>the </i></b>one <i>who </i><b><i>had </i></b><b><i>brought </i></b><b><i>her </i></b><b><i>into </i></b><b><i>the </i></b><b><ipany</i></b>.
Chapter 405 The Weight of Betrayal
And <i>yet</i>–it <i>had </i><i>been </i><i>her </i><i>all </i><b><i>along</i></b>.
“Why<b>? </b>Why would you do this to me<b>?</b><b>” </b>Susan clutched at her chest, her body trembling with grief.
Pain rippled through her<b>, </b>making <b>her </b>shiver violently.
She ran out of the hospital.
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She moved <b>as </b><b>fast </b><b>as </b>she could, heading straight for the Reed mansion. The entire way, the <b>rage </b>in her chest had nowhere to go.
But <b>as </b>soon <b>as </b>she reached the front gates<b>, </b>she suddenly fell silent.
She shut <b>her </b><b>eyes </b>briefly, and <b>tears </b>slipped down her face.
The wind stirred.
It lifted strands of her disheveled hair, and with it, chilled her to the core.
Inside the mansion, the butler handed a set of photos to Jonathan. He examined them in silence.
Then, he instructed the butler to deliver the photos to Lillian Reed.
After viewing them, Lillian was filled with anxiety, unable to settle until Susan finally arrived.
By now, her fear had reached its limit.
Susan stood by the doorway, staring at her wordlessly. Her eyes held nothing but emptiness.
Lillian’s heart pounded. “Mom…”
Her lips trembled as she tried to say something, but it had already been three hours since she saw the photos.
She had been unable toe up with any excuse to exin them away.
Susan spoke slowly. “You knew from the start. You knew everything. Every single thing, you knew it all. And you brought it all into thepany yourself. Tell me, why? Why did you betray me?<b>” </b>
She had restrained herself for so long, but now, it all erupted.
Susan’s furious shout echoed throughout the mansion.
Lillian shuddered. “Mom, I<b>…</b><b>” </b>
Hearing her mother’s voice like this, Lillianpletely panicked.
Susan pressed further. “That woman was with your father. She got pregnant and had his children. You knew. You knew everything. You were even the one who set it up.”
The hysteria in her voice dissipated.
Instead, Susan’s tone became eerily calm.
After everything she had endured, all the screaming, she now spoke <b>as </b><b>if </b>she had no energy left.
Lillian’s <b>tears </b>streamed down her cheeks. She shook her head instinctively.
Susan murmured, “Why you? Why did it have to be you? For you, I even…”
She paused.
Memories shed through <b>her </b>mind, everything she had done to Ste. And that <b>car </b>ident.