Chapter 128
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Kyle snarled, “The Carter family fortune is mine–no way I’m letting Kellan take it, even if he dares to come back.”
His voice dripped with venom as he clenched his jaw so tightly it contorted his entire face.
Rosie hurried to Kyle’s side, gently soothing him, her eyes brimming with undisguised admiration.
Rosie smiled sweetly at Kyle and said. “Kyle, I absolutely believe in you–no one could ever compare. Kellan’s just riding on those few extra years abroad, thinking he can get the better of you.
“Mark my words, it won’t be long before everyone sees who truly has what it takes. Let’s not stoop to their level.”
Kyle
le was clearly soothed by her words. He reached out to tousle Rosie’s hair, letting out a long, relieved breath. “Rosie, you’re the only one who really gets me.”
Rosie looked up at Kyle, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “Kyle, would you take me to the Met Gala next week?”
Rosie’s eyes sparkled with excitement. Without hesitation, Kyle agreed and leaned in closer to her.
Meanwhile, after settling the driver, Zina headed straight back to the Lambert Villa.
Zina thought to herself, The Lambert family is so much more peaceful without Lydia around.
Just as Zina was about to head back to her room, a voice called out, making her halt in her tracks.
Before her stood Adrian–her third brother, someone she hadn’t seen in ages.
Adrian shifted awkwardly and said, “Zina, uh, I have something to talk to you about.”
“Just say what you want to say, Mr. Lambert,” Zina smiled.
Zina turned around and locked eyes with Adrian.
Adrian was devastatingly handsome, but clearly not the brightest bulb in the box, Zina thought to herself,
Unaware that Zina was silently judging him, Adrian kept his head bowed, Laboriously piecing together his words.
Adrian hesitated, then pleaded, “Zina, could you maybe talk to Mom and ask her to bring Lydia back? She’s really suffered out there and knows she was wrong.
“Lydia grew up with everything handed to her–if this goes on, she might not survive. You’re so kind, I know you wouldn’t just stand by and let that happen, right?”
Zina raised an eyebrow and retorted sharply. “What makes you think I wouldn’t just stand by and watch? Whatever happens to her is her own damn business, isn’t it?”
Zina lifted her head, fixing Adrian with a cold, piercing stare.
After a few seconds of heavy silence, Zina finally spoke, her voice steady and resolute.
“Why did she get to live such a privileged life? Because she stole my identity to get it. She ruined me–so why should I ever
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plead for her?” he said.
Zina’s voice rang out with steely conviction, each word landing like a hammer blow. Adrian’s face instantly drained of color as he staggered backward, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Adrian thought to himself, ‘How could I have forgotten something so important?”
Adrian stammered, ‘I–I’m so sorry.”
Zina retorted coldly, “If saying sorry actually made a difference, what would we need the police for?”
Zina’s gaze was ice–cold, devoid of any emotion.
Zina’s gaze drifted downward, sweeping over Adrian with a hint of chill.
Zina retorted coldly. If you truly care, you might as well go see her yourself. Don’t come here trying to guilt–trip me. Only someone like you, Adrian, would ask a victim to plead for her abuser.
With that, Zina strode off, as if she’d never been there.
Yet Adrian, the unwitting cause of the entire scene, now hung his head, looking utterly lost and bewildered.
Only after Zina had disappeared down the hallway did Adrian finally lift his head. He gazed at the now–empty staircase, a relentless ache throbbing in his chest, though he couldn’t quite say why.
Back in her room, Zina closed the door, flopped onto the big bed, rolled around for a moment, then sat up again.
