“Burn those who burned me!”
<b>Chapter </b><b>197 </b>
<i>Gracie’s </i><b><i>POV</i></b><b>: </b>
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Brian stared at me with widen eyes; the colorpletely drained from his face. The entire ballroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Sharon looked as if she were about to faint as tears flooded her face.
“T–That’s <i>not </i><i>true</i>…y–<i>you’re </i><i>lying</i>….<i>YOU’RE </i><i>LYING</i>!!!!”
Brian yelled as tears began to fall down his face. I stared at him stoically. I actually almost felt sorry
for him. It’s not easy learning your life is a lie. Brian frantically turned towards Sharon.
<i>“</i><i>M</i><i>–</i><i>Mom</i>…<i>it’s </i><i>not </i><i>true </i><i>right</i>? <i>Tell </i><i>her</i>!!! <i>Tell </i>her it’s <i>not </i><i>true</i>!!!!”
Sharon fell to her knees, crying hysterically.
<i>“</i><i>B</i><i>–</i><i>Brian</i><i>…</i><i>I’m </i><b>so </b><i>sorr-</i><i>” </i>
“NO<i>!!!! </i><i>It’s </i><i>not </i><i>true!!! </i><i>Mom</i><i>!!!</i><i>” </i>
Calvin’s eyes widen in rage.
“<i>You </i><i>whore</i><i>…</i><i>YOU </i><i>WHORE</i>!!!! HOW <i>COULD </i>YOU DO <i>THIS </i><i>TO </i><i>ME</i><i>!!!! </i><i>You’re </i><i>finished</i>!!!”
Noah suddenly ran to Calvin cing his hands on his shoulders.
“<i>Father</i>!!! Not <i>now</i><i>!!! </i><i>Look</i><i>, </i>I’m sure <i>mom can </i><i>exin-</i>”
<i>“</i><b>Exin</b>!!! <i>Exin </i><i>how </i>I’ve <i>been </i><i>raising </i><i>another </i>man’s <i>child </i><i>for </i><i>over </i>22 <i>years</i>!!!”
Jonathan suddenly turned to me<b>; </b>hatred on his face and in his tone.
“Is this what you <i>wanted </i><i>Grd</i><i>? </i>To tear <i>your </i><i>family </i>apart<i>?</i><b><i>” </i></b>
<b>I </b>cut my eyes over to him andughed.
“I <i>didn’t </i>do a <i>thing</i><i>. </i>The Rochesters did <i>this </i>all on <i>their </i>own.”
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Noah suddenly turned towards me. His face filled with chagrin
“That’s enough <i>Grd</i><i>! How </i><i>could </i><i>you </i><i>do </i><i>this </i><i>to </i><i>us</i><i>!!! </i><i>We’re </i><i>your </i><i>family</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Ha</i><i>! </i><i>My </i><i>family</i><i>?</i>”
1 sneered as I walked towards Noah.
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“You <i>people </i><i>have </i><i>never </i><i>been </i><i>my </i><i>family</i>. <i>Family </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>abuse </i><i>each </i><i>other</i>. <i>Family </i><i>doesn’t </i>ridicule each <i>other</i>. <i>Family </i>doesn’t <i>STEAL from </i><i>each </i><i>other</i><i>. </i><i>All </i><i>you </i><i>people </i><i>ever </i><i>did was </i>use <i>and </i><i>abuse </i><i>me</i><i>! </i><i>What </i>
<i>family</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Grd </i><i>that’s </i><i>not </i>true<i>!</i><i>” </i>
Olivia yelled out, tears pouring down her face. Kai pressed y on the projection screen once more.
This time showing all of the Rochesters along with Jonathan plotting to bring me back to the estate. Olivia’s voice bright and chipper.
“Oh!! <i>Big </i><i>brother</i><i>! </i><i>Do </i><i>you </i><i>think </i><i>I </i><i>can </i><i>get </i><i>Grd </i>to do <i>all </i><i>of </i><i>my </i><i>homework </i><i>and </i><i>tests</i><i>!</i><b><i>” </i></b>
Olivia’s face turned ashen as she watched the screen.
Hearing how the Rochesters were scheming to lure me back home just so I could do all of their work,
the crowd grew even more disgusted.
“How <i>could </i><i>they </i><i>do </i><i>something </i><i>like </i><i>this </i><i>to </i><i>their </i><i>own daughter </i><i>and </i><i>sister</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
“What <i>a </i><i>disgusting </i><i>family</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
“No <i>wonder </i><i>she </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>want </i>to <i>im </i><i>them</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Olivia slowly backed away; her face filled with embarrassment. Brian stormed out of the ballroom as
Cole followed. Releasing Sharon, Noah stepped forward.
<i>“</i>Grd<i>…</i><i>we </i><i>may </i><i>not </i><i>have </i><i>always </i>been perfect, but <i>we </i>were <i>your </i><i>family</i><i>. </i><i>It </i>was never anything wrong <i>with </i>you <i>helping </i><i>family</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
This jackass…he equated theft to assistance.
“Help? Is that what <i>you </i>call taking <i>their </i>tests as <i>they </i>received the A’s. Doing <i>their </i>homework as <i>they </i>received the achievements. Writing <i>their </i>music as they received the praise and promotions.”
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Noah’s eyes widen. Never had he heard me be so brazen. I smiled smugly. <fnf476> Updates are released by F?ndNovel</fnf476>
“<i>Or </i><i>perhaps </i><i>you </i><i>thought </i>doing <i>your </i><i>business </i>proposals <i>and </i><i>then </i>presenting them as <i>your </i>own so <i>that </i>you could get all <i>the </i>credit and des <i>was </i><i>‘</i><i>helping</i>‘<i>” </i>
Noah’s face turned ashen.
<i>“</i><i>T</i>–<i>That’s </i>not-”
“You <i>know </i><i>Noah</i><i>, </i><i>you’re </i><i>actually </i><i>the </i>worst of <i>them </i>all. <i>Sitting </i><i>on </i><i>your </i><i>high </i><i>horse </i>as <i>you </i><i>scolded </i><i>your </i><i>siblings</i>…but <i>no </i>one <i>stole </i><i>from </i>me <i>more </i><i>than </i><i>you </i><i>did</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
I sneered at Noah as his words felt caught in his throat. With nothing to refute, Noah turned to Sharon helping her stand up.
<i>“</i><i>Let’s </i>go <i>mother</i><i>.</i>”
After Noah and Sharon left, Calvin turned back to me.
<i>“</i><i>Grd</i><i>…</i><i>I don’t </i><i>understand</i><i>, </i><i>why </i><i>would </i><i>you </i><i>do </i><i>this </i><i>here</i><i>? </i><i>We’ve </i><i>always been </i><i>honest </i><i>and-</i><i>” </i>
“<i>Honest</i><i>?</i><b>” </b>
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Kaiughed ironically as he walked forward.
<i>“</i><i>You’re </i><i>saying </i><i>you’ve </i><i>been </i><i>honest </i><i>Rochester</i><i>? </i><i>Your </i><i>wife </i><i>has </i><i>a </i><i>bastard son</i><i>; </i><i>your </i><i>children </i><i>have </i><i>been </i><i>receiving </i>praises for <i>the </i><i>work </i><i>and </i><i>talent </i><i>of </i><i>my </i><i>fiancé</i><i>…</i><i>and </i><i>you</i><i>? </i><i>Tell </i><i>me </i><i>something </i><i>Rochester</i>…<i>does </i><i>your </i>board <i>know </i><i>the </i><i>truth </i><i>about </i><i>you </i><i>and </i><i>the </i><i>Brooks</i><i>?</i><b><i>” </i></b>
As Calvin’s face grew ashen, Jonathan stormed back to the front.
<i>“</i>What <i>the </i><i>hell are </i>you <i>talking </i><i>about </i><i>Christiansen</i><i>!!! </i><i>Just </i>because <i>you’re </i>one of the most powerful heirs… it doesn’t <i>mean-</i>”
“One of?<b>” </b>
Kai responded with an arrogant smile. There was no n in the world as powerful as House Christiansen.
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