Chapter 2059


    "What do I want?" Ynda cackled wildly, her voice thick with malice. "You''ve ruined my life, destroyed


    my family. What do you think I want to do?"


    "If you''re out for revenge, let them go," Arabe said calmly, her eyes locked on Ynda''s. "This is


    between us. There''s no need to involve innocent people."


    "You think I don''t see through your little games, Arabe? Do you think this is my first rodeo? Guards,


    tie her up!"


    Perhaps fearing Arabe might notply, Ynda pressed the de of a switchde against Joyce''s


    throat. "If you don''t cooperate, she dies!"


    "Murder carries a heavy price," Arabe warned.


    "Better to drag a few down with me than to wander alone as a lost soul," Ynda shot back.


    Two henchmen stepped forward and bound Arabe''s hands behind her back, tying them tight and


    secure.


    Ynda''s maniacalughter morphed into sobs as tears welled up in her eyes. She screamed into the


    void, "Dad, Mom, can you see this? This wretch is in my hands now. Watch closely from heaven


    because today, she will pay! She will kneel and beg for your forgiveness!"


    Tears streamed down Joyce and Mya''s faces as they shook their heads, their muffled cries a testament


    to their unwillingness to see Arabe suffer.


    Ynda''s eyes zed with hate. "You''re a Collins now, aren''t you? So why the need to grind us into


    dust? Why couldn''t you leave us a sliver of hope? That old fool left her entire fortune to you, a stranger,


    and not a penny to her own son or grandchildren."


    She was beside herself with rage. "If she weren''t so cold-hearted, would we be in this mess? You want


    revenge for her, but what right do you have? You plunged us into deep debt, got my parents executed,


    turned me into aughingstock. You ruined my engagement party, my future, all the happiness I


    could''ve had. And you? You just waltz back into town, throwing your fancyeback parties?"


    Ynda''s hatred cut deep. "While I''m living off bread and water, you''re feasting on delicacies. I wear


    rags, and you''re dripping with jewels. I''m mocked wherever I go, and you? You''re the belle of the ball.


    I''ve lost the family that loved me, yet you still have rtives who dote on you. I no longer have Zachary,


    but you have Romeo! Why? Why do you get to live better than me? Why do you get to trample over


    us? If we hadn''t taken you in, you''d be dead!"


    Arabe remained silent, letting Ynda vent her fury.


    "You''re a traitor, ungrateful, with the heart of a beast! You have no idea how much it hurt to hold my


    parents'' ashes, how broken I felt."


    "You''re wrong," Arabe interjected quietly. "Seeing Grannie Grace breathe herst before my eyes


    hurt me more than you can imagine. My paines from the loss of family, yours from losing the


    privileged life of a Murphy. We grieve differently. If we mustpare, your grief is no greater than


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    mine."


    "Nonsense," Ynda spat out, enraged by Arabe''s words. "Do you think I didn''t love my parents?


    That I saw them as nothing but a money tree?"


    "The affection was partly because they provided a life of luxury, a world you dreamed of but never


    knew. If we talk about pure feeling, your foster mother Yvonne''s love was no less than theirs, yet I don''t


    see you share the same depth of feeling with her."


    Arabe''s words struck Ynda like a thunderbolt.


    No, it must be Arabe''s deceit!


    "How can my foster motherpare to my own parents? She''s just a stranger with no blood ties! She


    was childless, and I graced her with eighteen years of calling her ''Mom''. She should be grateful!" Read


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