From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 The Final Blow

Scarlett’s voice cut through the tense air.

“If you won’t stop until you’re destroyed, then let me help you along.”

She clapped once.

Finished

The team she had prepared earlier immediately switched on the speakers. A moment later, voices echoed through the entire banquet hall.

“Back then, we took her in on purpose because her kidneys were a match. If your health hadn’t declined, we would’ve done the transplant that year.”

Guests near the edges of the hall might not have recognized the voice, but those closer to the Joyner family knew it immediately–it was Oliver.

And gossip always traveled fast.

Within minutes, the entire hall was abuzz.

But the recording hadn’t ended yet. Everyone fell silent again, straining to catch every word.

Next came Stanley’s voice, tinged with annoyance.

“So what? It’s just one kidney–she won’t die. Worst case, give her a house to make up for it.”

Then Eugene’s voice followed, calm and clinical.

“Let’s schedule the transplant right after her birthday. I’ll tell her it’s for research and she’ll take the anesthesia without question.”

One sentence each. Three brothers.

And each line struck like a hammer.

“Did I hear that right?”

“They brought Scarlett back just because her kidney matched?”

“I heard the real Joyner daughter–the one they always talked about–is sick. Disappeared, too.“.

“So… they kept Scarlett as a walking organ donor?”

“Unbelievable. After all that talk about how much they loved her–what a slap in the face.”

“That’s not a slap. That’s the Joyners having no shame.”

“If anything, Young Master Qin should’ve hit harder.”

“So it was all a setup from the start. Unbelievably ruthless.”

“Raising a donor under the guise of love–what kind of sick, twisted family is this?”

“She suffered six years, and they still came crawling back for gratitude? Disgusting.”

Chapter 163 The Final Blow

Finished

“Wait… if this was all part of a plan, then they always knew Rebecca was the real one? How’d they hide her for so long?”

Connor stood frozen in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by whispers that crashed like waves.

He knew those voices. He had been closest to the Joyner brothers. There was no mistaking it.

But he couldn’t believe it.

If this had been a conspiracy from the beginning, then what did that make him?

The day he discovered Rebecca’s existence, he had–without Scarlett’s knowledge–taken her for a DNA test and “exposed the truth.” He thought he was upholding justice.

But now he realized he’d been a pawn.

Played for a fool.

He could still remember how Scarlett had cried that day, sobbing in helpless devastation.

How could he have been so reckless?

If he’d just taken a step back, investigated more carefully–couldn’t he have saved her from years of torment?

Instead, he had joined the Joyners in pushing her deeper into that hell.

His hand trembled as he clutched his chest.

Sophia could no longer hold back her tears.

At this point, she no longer cared about appearances. She threw her arms around Scarlett and broke down completely.

Her daughter–her precious daughter–had suffered so much.

“Scarlett,” she wept, “two years ago, when I begged you to come with us, you refused. You said you owed the Joyners for raising you.”

“But on your birthday… you suddenly called and agreed to come home. Was it because you found out the truth?”

Her words hit like a bomb.

“What?! You mean… the Lane family already knew?”

“Madam Sophia would never lie. There’s no reason to.”

“So Scarlett wanted to repay them–until she realized they were monsters.”

“What a tragedy…”

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