The Stolen Savior: He Loved The Wrong Sister Chapter 25

The Stolen Savior: He Loved The Wrong Sister Chapter 25

Lucian had no patience left for Camille. He straightened and tossed the folder in his hand onto the coffee table.

“The surveillance footage of Snowball’s poisoning. The original files proving you fabricated those photos. The prescription records from your uncle’s clinic. The hormone panel from Nora’s bloodwork. It’s all here. Tomorrow morning, copies go to the police, to your school’s disciplinary committee, and to the law firm your father hired.”

“The trust your mother left you will be frozen this afternoon. Your tuition, your credit cards, every connection you’ve made in New York—all of it gone.”

“Your father will handle the paperwork for the facility. By the time you get out, you’ll have no money, no enrollment record, and no one in this circle who’ll take your calls.”

The door opened. The lead attorney from the law firm her father hired stood in the doorway, holding a document, looking paler than Camille herself.

“Miss,” he said, “your father sent me to pick you up.”

“Pick me up?” Camille froze for a second, then seemed to finally realize—she was finished.

At this point, she knew there was no use pretending. She dropped the act entirely.

“Hahaha! Lucian, you think doing all this will win Nora back? Dream on! I’ve been Nora’s sister for years. I know her better than anyone.”

“She might seem quiet, but the moment she’s truly angry, she’ll cut you out of her world completely.”

“Hahaha, after everything you did to her for my sake, she’s already kicked you out of her world. You’ll never get back in!”

“Nora, you and your mother are both bitches. You keep saying I drove your mother to death, but actually, your mother killed mine first!”

“What kind of family is the Hartley house? Every father in this circle has someone on the side. But your mother refused to let us appear in any Hartley family photo, and my mother died out there alone. I hate your mother! I hate all of you!”

“If I could do it all over again, I’d do the exact same thing. Your petty mother deserved it! She deserved to die!” 

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