Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity! Chapter 469 - 468: Paying the Price (Part 2)

If it weren’t for Uncle Lee holding her back, she would have killed Tiana Thorne, her gaze full of hatred: "What are you laughing at?"

Tiana Thorne raised an eyebrow slightly, asking coldly, "Is loving soone your excuse for becoming ruthless and insane?"

Rosie Rowan was montarily speechless, glaring angrily at her.

Tiana Thorne wasn’t afraid in the slightest. She had no intention of letting either of these two go today.

Turning, she looked at Cindy Sloane: "Miss Sloane, do you think your hands are clean, so you can so proudly call Rosie foolish?"

"I did incite her, she did everything, what else could it be but foolishness?"

Tiana Thorne paused as she fiddled with her right hand’s little finger, then smiled, her expression painterly, her voice carrying a subtle sarcasm: "And you? Using your mother’s reputation while she was alive, using feng shui to deceive, all of her life’s efforts destroyed by you."

This very sarcasm changed Cindy Sloane’s expression entirely: "You’re talking nonsense, everything I’ve done has nothing to do with my mother."

"Rosie truly is a fool, so do you think, without your mother, she would have listened to you?"

Cindy Sloane’s face turned pale.

Tiana Thorne had struck at her most untouchable side, giving a small laugh: "While looking down on others, you’ve already ruined your mother’s lifeti reputation. In the future, whenever the feng shui world ntions Yana Sloane, they’ll only say she raised a snake-hearted daughter. You’re a stain on your mother."

"I’m not! What I did has nothing to do with my mother! She was so good, back then, Albert Sinclair could have saved her but chose not to, I only want Albert Sinclair, everything I’ve done is to avenge my mother, Heath Hawthorne was once indebted to my mother, he owed her, what’s wrong with asking him to help get revenge?"

At this mont, Cindy Sloane was no longer the dignified, aloof person she once was, her eyes reddened: "If Albert Sinclair had given the dicine she developed to my mother, she wouldn’t have died. Just because Isaac Ford stipulated not to use the dicine on anyone outside the Six Gates, my mother died like that."

"Your mother was in the late stages of cancer, Albert Sinclair’s dicine can only fight cancer, it couldn’t save her," Isaac Ford said coldly.

Cindy Sloane was stunned, as if the beliefs she held for so many years were shattered: "Impossible, if it couldn’t save her, why did my mother go to Albert Sinclair?"

Isaac Ford had already explained and was unwilling to say another word. He stood behind Tiana Thorne, his presence exuding an incredibly strong, cold aura.

Cindy Sloane, provoked by Tiana Thorne’s words, looked dazed.

In her eyes, her mother was a legend; she was definitely not her mother’s stain.

"Before she died, my mother told that the pharmaceutical departnt was a gift you prepared for your long-lost sister. Your stipulations were so ruthless. Since you have dicine but wouldn’t give it to everyone, all for an unknown sister? I just wanted to destroy your pharmaceutical departnt, make Albert Sinclair confess at my mother’s grave. I understood that Heath Hawthorne was your benefactor; you wouldn’t stand by and do nothing. Just hand over the pharmaceutical departnt to , and I too would save Heath Hawthorne, no one would die, and I could comfort my deceased mother. What’s wrong with that?"

That sentence carried a lot of information.

Tiana Thorne’s breath hitched, as if sothing was choking in her throat, a sudden wave of emotion making the tip of her nose tingle, her eyes warm.

Brother...

Had he been preparing a gift for her even back then?

The world-renowned Six Gates Pharmaceutical Departnt existed for her.

Since it was hers, Cindy Sloane should covet it even less.

She took a deep breath, forcing back her tears.