The night had unraveled in an intricate sequence of events, each one building on thest.
First, Mina stormed into the Fuller residence with reporters in tow, dropping a bombshell usation in front of the gathered guests. The shock left the family scrambling, giving them no chance to react or regain control of the narrative. Then, as if perfectly timed, Laurence arrived with his team. Without hesitation, they leveled the usations against Ka and took her away.
It all happened seamlessly-one action leading directly into the next, as if meticulously nned.
Myra, her mind racing, refused to believe this was merely Mina''s work. A simple housekeeper, skilled at cooking and cleaning, couldn''t possibly orchestrate something this devastating. The person pulling the strings from the shadows had to be someone else. Her voice, sharp with fury, rang out. "Who''s behind this? Tell me who it is!"
Mina''s expression twisted into something strange, almost triumphant. Her gaze slowly shifted toward Felicia. Her lips curled into a bitter smile. "It''s her. Your other precious daughter."
Her words were like a lightning bolt, igniting a wildfire of rage in Myra.
Felicia had indeed helped Mina. Her advice and calcted moves ensured Mina could expose Ka and hold her ountable. But Mina''s gratitude wasyered with resentment.
She resented Felicia for being so shrewd and for having the evidence all along, yet choosing to do nothing to save her husband. She could''ve stopped Ka and prevented the murder, but instead, she let it happen.
To Mina, both daughters of the Fuller family wereplicit. One was the killer, and the other was a cold observer.
With her head held high, Mina radiated the satisfaction of revenge well-executed.
Myra, consumed by anger, didn''t hesitate. She stormed over to Felicia and struck her across the face with a force that echoed throughout the hall.
The sound was sharp and unmistakable. Felicia''s head snapped to the side, her neatly tied ponytail unraveling from the impact. A bright red handprint began to bloom on her pale cheek.
Her ears buzzed from the blow, but Myra''s voice came through clearly, every word a dagger.
"I wish you were never my daughter! Get out of my sight! Get out!"
At that moment, Myra''s face bore an uncanny resemnce to that of Tabitha. The same zing eyes, the same unforgiving scorn, and the same venomous words that cut deeper than any p. Felicia wanted tough at the irony, but her swollen cheek made even a small smile painful. She had expected this day woulde eventually.
Silently, she picked up her coat and
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a small backpack that had been sitting ready by the door. The bag was nearly empty, containing only needle case, a phone with its charger, and two books. These were the only possessions she truly owned in the Fuller residence.
Sebastian hesitated, his instincts urging him to follow her. But Myra''s sharp voice cut through his hesitation. "Stand right there. Don''t you dare step out of this house!" "Mom..." Sebastian''s brows furrowed. He was torn between loyalty and frustration.
He looked to Dexter, hoping for some support, but his father remained silent and made no move to stop Felicia. That silence weighed heavily on Sebastian, and his heart sank.
Sebastian shuffled his feet, torn
between defiance andpliance. Eventually, he stayed put. He understood why his parents were angry. Felicia''s actions had gone too far. She hadn''t just targeted Ka-she had dragged the entire
family''s reputation through the mud.
Frustration bubbled inside him. His head throbbed with the enormity of it all. When he turned around, his eyes fell on something unexpected the ck swan ne.
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bought for Ka, the one she had rejected so flippantly. In the end, it went to Felicia, the sister who was now walking away, leaving behind nothing but chaos.
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