Chapter 394
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Inside the room, Yvonne shrank further into the shadows, hatred simmering in her eyes as she glared at Moss’s lumbering figure. Nothing would have stopped her from plunging a blade into his back if only she’d had the chance.
At the same time, Liza’s expression twisted with the same bitterness as she gripped her phone tightly. Payback would come—she’d make sure everyone who’d mistreated her daughter suffered for it.
Determined to keep Moss placated, Liza forced out a honeyed reassurance. “We wouldn’t dare deceive you. Christina will be in your room, just as promised.” Once that assurance left her lips, Moss ended the call with a grunt of satisfaction.
“Finally, someone who knows how to listen,” Moss sneered, tossing out a threat as he finished getting dressed. “Deliver Christina to my bed, and I won’t let you suffer.”
Without looking back, Moss strode out of the hotel room.
As soon as the door slammed shut, Yvonne stumbled to the bathroom and emptied her stomach, sobs wracking her frame. The disgust in Moss’s eyes as he left burned in her memory.
Rage twisted her features as she pressed clenched fists to her mouth, hatred consuming her. One day, she promised herself, all these debts would be settled. Collapsed on the cold tile, Yvonne’s fury exploded in a raw scream. “You’ll all pay for this! Just wait and see!”
Night had fallen. After dinner, Christina wandered outside, trying to clear her mind, only to cross paths with a person she desperately wanted to avoid. Instinct drove Christina to turn away, but Yvonne—intent on confrontation—hurried over, cutting her off.
“Christina! Tell me what you did to me last night!” Yvonne demanded, her glare brimming with resentment.
“I didn’t lay a finger on you.” Christina gave Yvonne a mock innocent look, her eyes wide. “You were asleep at the hotel when I left. I only made sure you were okay before heading out.”
An accusatory glare flashed from Yvonne. “That’s a lie! There’s no way I just dozed off like that. I distinctly remember—” Her words caught in her throat as she realized she was about to reveal too much.
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Before Yvonne could recover, Christina pounced. “You distinctly remember what, exactly?”
“I watched you collapse in the cafe and, being the good sister, took you to the hotel to rest,” Yvonne insisted, her frustration peeking through. “But you turned on me and hurt me the first chance you got!”
A fake puzzled look crossed Christina’s face. “If I had fainted, wouldn’t a hospital have made more sense? Why bring me to a hotel, Yvonne? And what did I supposedly do to hurt you?”
That question knocked Yvonne off guard, and she fumbled for words, growing more flustered by the second. After a long pause, she finally blurted out, “Why’d you just leave me there and disappear?”
“There was nothing keeping me there,” Christina replied, shrugging. “You were out cold in that hotel bed. Unlike you, I have no interest in spending the night in hotels for no reason.”
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