Ashley Grant scread, her public image be damned, "Vivian Yates, you’re a fucking bitch!"
"My brother casually ntioned he wanted a model of the Rolls-Royce Phantom for Christmas—the one with only five in the entire world. My sister-in-law saved her allowance for three years and even sold her blood to scrape together enough money. She bought the model and asked you to give it to my brother, but in the end, you claid you were the one who gave it to him."
"My brother said he liked mango juice. My sister-in-law is so severely allergic to mangoes that even the sll makes her vomit, but she still made him fresh mango juice every single day. You claid her allergic rash was contagious and offered to deliver the juice for her. In the end, you took credit for a whole sumr’s worth of mango juice, while my sister-in-law spent the entire sumr on allergy dication."
"When my brother was kidnapped, it was my sister-in-law who took a bullet for him! She spent a year in the hospital in a vegetative state. And you? You just called the police, and sohow that made you his ’lifesaver,’ the one who got to go study abroad with him!"
"When my brother got into a car accident, my sister-in-law gave him so much of her own blood that she herself fell into a coma for two months and nearly died. She told everyone not to tell my brother because she didn’t want him to feel guilty. And in the end, you were the one who took all the credit!"
"When his company was about to go public, my sister-in-law pulled all-nighters writing proposals for him, working herself into such a state that she developed debilitating stress headaches and had to be rushed to the ER. While you were parading around as my brother’s date, basking in the envious glares and posing for the caras at galas, have you ever felt an ounce of sha for your shalessness?"
"No, you haven’t!"
Ashley Grant slapped her across the face again, her voice thick with fury. "When my brother’s company was on the brink of collapse during a financial crisis, my sister-in-law was out there drinking glass after glass with clients, enduring all their scorn just to secure a lifeline for the business! But you, you brought my brother to ’witness’ her drinking with other n, conveniently leaving out the part where she was doing it for the company, drinking until she had internal bleeding! You let my brother humiliate her in front of everyone. You must have been overjoyed, weren’t you?"
"Vivian Yates, you always play the sweet, innocent role for my brother, all while bullying my sister-in-law both to her face and behind her back. Have you ever considered that you’ll get what’s coming to you?
She is so kind, so pure-hearted. How could you have the heart to hurt her?
Why? Why does a woman like you even exist in this world?!"
Sorrow contorted her beautiful face as her tears splattered onto the floor. This was the first ti she had ever been so heartbroken, so completely out of control.
Seeing Annabelle Linton covered in blood, she just couldn’t stay calm any longer.
She hated herself. ’Even when Annabelle threatened suicide to make her keep it a secret, if only she had told her brother everything back then... wouldn’t Annabelle’s life have been better?’
’But she hadn’t. She was always claiming how much she cared about Annabelle Linton, yet in the end, she hadn’t done a single thing to help her.’
Overwheld by grief, Ashley Grant’s eyes, full of accusation, fixed on Vivian Yates as she scread, "Do you know why my sister-in-law insisted on studying dicine? She said she liked it, but that’s not the real reason!
"She always ends up getting hurt whenever she’s around my brother, but she’s never once blad him. She’s just terrified. Terrified that because she’s always getting hurt, she might actually die one day. She’s afraid that if she dies, there will be no one left to love my brother the way she does, no one to protect him with their entire being... That’s why she chose to study dicine—to protect herself, and to protect him!"
"And you, you just kept pestering my brother, ti and ti again, driving a wedge between him and my sister-in-law. A woman like you doesn’t deserve to live in this world. You don’t even deserve to be human!"
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