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Natasha felt she might have also inherited the dark side of the rk family.
She refused to forgive them. Even if they were deceived and misled.
Even someone as vicious as Emilia could sacrifice everything for her own daughter and fall into hell.
But her parents and rtives repeatedly fueled her suffering.
If they had shown a protective instinct just once, willing to share the burden with her even when she made a mistake, instead of siding with outsiders to suppress her, she might still feel some warmth today.
One Olivia could not destroy her life. It was her own family who willingly sacrificed her.
Hence, Emilia grasped this to sessfully implement her n.
So, should they be told what Olivia and her mother did? Of course.
But watching them cry, express remorse, or even find excuses iming they were deceived and beg for forgiveness would not give Natasha anyfort.
She wanted them to feel betrayed by their own family, misunderstood, and trapped in the same pain and darkness she had faced, being helpless and had nowhere to go.
They could never empathize with her. Since that was the case, she would let them experience it firsthand.
Alexei kissed her forehead. “You don’t need to do anything. They’ll face the consequences of their actions.”
All they needed to do was fan the mes, stand idly by, and asionally show unfair favoritism, just as the rk family did when they witnessed Olivia’s malicious acts.
With fingers intertwined, they held each other close.
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The weather was pleasant on the day Olivia was released from prison.
She stood at the prison gate, shielding her eyes from the sun.
After getting used to the cramped, dark cell, she felt a little unustomed to standing under the sun.
Her brief two months in prison felt like a lifetime ago.
A billboard by the roadside in the distance disyed Naomi’s domestic tour finale
poster.
Not long ago, her substitute had stepped into the spotlight and was now recognized as the undisputed leader of the new generation, with a promising future ahead.
Meanwhile, Olivia went to prison, broke her leg, and her future was bleak.
Intense jealousy almost consumed her, distorting her already gaunt cheeks.
A ck Cullinan stopped in front of her.
The lowered window revealed a face that had haunted her nightmares.
Natasha smiled at the extremely haggard Olivia, saying, “Long time no see.”
Olivia’s eyes filled with hatred. “Are you here to gloat?”
She was certain her leg was broken because of Natasha.
Everyone else thought it was an idental sh between inmates, triggered by her throwing a tantrum. But as the one involved, she knew the other party had deliberately targeted her <i>leg</i>.
Each blow hit its target.
Unfortunately, no one believed Olivia, no matter how crazy she acted.
And the only person who had a grudge against her and the ability to do this was
Natasha.
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Because she prevented Natasha from dancing, Natasha wanted to retaliate against her in the same way.
Natasha’s gaze followed Olivia’s agitated expression andnded on her left foot.
When she made the deal with Ramona, she didn’t want the benefits Olivia received from the rk family and Lucas. She only wanted Olivia to be imprisoned and unable to dance.
Ramona was highly efficient and left no trace.
Now, Olivia not only couldn’t dance, but even walking a little faster revealed traces of a limp.
This was why Olivia didn’t immediately lunge at Natasha when she saw her. She was unwilling to reveal her disability in front of her enemy.
Natasha nodded. “After bustling for over a decade, ending up with this result, you are indeed quite ridiculous.”
Olivia’s eyes were red. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be suffering. How can youe here and show off? Are you worthy of my mother, who died because of you? She treated you well, but you won’t be able to face her after you die!”
She was furious, hoping to see the familiar look of evasion and shame on
Natasha’s face.
However, Natasha calmly affirmed, “She was good to me. To pave the way for you, she didn’t hesitate to bet thest seven or eight months of her life on me.”
Olivia’s expression changed drastically, “What are you talking about?”
‘How could she possibly know? Did everyone else know too?‘ Endless panic surged in Olivia’s heart.
This was the deepest secret between her and her mother, one that no one should ever discover.
But Natasha’s words clearly showed she had sensed something.
Natasha smiled. “Don’t get agitated. I haven’t told anyone else yet. I just came here
today to give you a gift.”
The driver got out of the car and handed a few photos to Olivia.
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Olivia’s pupils contracted as she clearly saw the cancer diagnosis report, the written materials with verbal statements and signatures from the perpetrator’s family, and the transaction records in the photos.
Natasha looked at her trembling hands and smiled. “You haven’t finished yet. Want to keep flipping through?”
Olivia pressed her lips together. When she flipped to thest photo showing a man tied up, bruised, and swollen, all color drained from her face, and the photos in her hand fell to the ground.
She was done for.
If it concerned Emilia, Olivia could still argue that she was young and unaware at the time, but Roderick’s resurrection clearly condemned her.
Natasha was more terrifying than she had imagined.
She should have killed Roderick and ended it once and for all.
Olivia clenched her hands, her long nails digging into her flesh. “What do you want?”
Natasha replied, “Nothing much. I just dislike trouble, so this is a warning. Don’t provoke me after you’re released from prison. Also, I’ll show you a clear path.”
She continued, “You stand no chance against me now. However, there will still be people willing to be deceived and manipted by you. If you want a good life, just as you gradually took everything from me back then, now you can slowly grasp them.”
Her voice was calm and gentle, but it sounded like a devil’s lure.
Olivia knew this was not a warning, but a threat.
Natasha was telling her that she could expose her secrets at any time, and she was even prepared to do so.
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But she wanted her to actively be the instrument of her revenge. And she had no choice.
Olivia had always been pragmatic. After suffering a loss, she would not rashly provoke Natasha again and knew who she could rely on. However, Natasha clearly wouldn’t allow them to be intimate, harmonious, or loving.
She wanted her to hold onto them tightly.
Could she really hold onto them? Or like sand, the tighter she held it, the faster it slipped away.
Olivia felt like a chess piece ced on the board by Natasha, knowing the oue but stillpelled by the unseen hand to engage in a bitter struggle, ultimately turning against fellow pieces, leading to bloodshed.
She was cold all over.
The Cullinan with the mboyant license te gradually disappeared at the end of the road, and another familiar car immediately pulled up in front of her.
Olivia frantically shoved the photo she had just picked up into her clothes.
The face, twisted with hatred at the thought of the rk family who had ignored her suffering in prison, transformed into a fragile smile.
“Mom!” She threw herself into Madeline’s arms, who had gotten out of the car to greet her.
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