?Chapter 739:


    “Your own mother like that!” Just as she prepared tosh out again, a deliberate cough from Leah sliced through the moment.


    Roselyn hesitated, her gaze snapping toward Leah. The shift was immediate—a stiff smile stretched across her face, though her eyes still burned with venom when she turned back to Luna.


    She had almost let herself be sidetracked. She couldn’t forget what she was here to do.


    “No matter how much you resent me, I am still your mother!” she dered with forced authority. “I don’t care what has filled your head, but as long as I am here, I won’t let you nder Miss Burgess!”


    Seeing Luna’s indifferent demeanor, Roselyn took her hand with a softened expression, her grip unsteady, her voice lowering to something almost pleading. “Luna, you must learn gratitude. Don’t go too far.”


    She couldn’t understand why Luna had suddenly shifted her stance, turning against Leah so fiercely.


    But Leah had promised that, if Luna confessed today, not only would she cover the medical bills for Luna’s brother, but she would also help pay off his gambling debts and take care of their family until Luna was freed.


    Blinded by the promise of money, Roselyn and her husband had no regard for their daughter’s future or well-being.


    “Luna, don’t you care about your brother the most? Can you really bear to see him lying in a hospital bed, uncared for?” Roselyn’s voice cracked with emotion as she continued, “Your brother is still in aa. Without Miss Burgess’ help, you might never even see him again!”


    Luna had anticipated her mother’s reaction.


    For years, her parents had never considered her feelings. It was always about her brother—he was always the priority. In the past, she had endured it, resigned to the fate dealt to her. But not this time. This time, she would fight back!


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    Luna nced at her mother, still rambling on, and slowly withdrew her hand. Her voice was t, distant, as she asked, “What about me?”


    “What?” Roselyn froze for a moment, confused by the question. Luna repeated herself, her tone cool, “For all these years, you’ve always put him first. What about me? What should I do?”


    Roselyn’s forced smile wavered, and she faltered, saying, “What do you mean by ‘what should you do’? You made a mistake, and Miss Burgess is willing to help, despite that. We should be thankful. Besides…” She hesitated, ncing nervously at the police, before whispering in Luna’s ear, “Miss Burgess promised she would take care of us, so don’t worry.”


    At this, a flicker of sadness passed through Luna’s eyes.


    So, her life, her future—her worth—was nothingpared to the money at stake!


    She didn’t bother hiding her sneer. “So, you’re willing to send your own daughter to prison for an empty promise?”


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