No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 791

Noelle found Donovan's words ironic. In her past life, right up to the day she died, she had longed to hear Donovan regret what he had done and apologize.

And now, she had finally gotten her wish. But strangely, she didn't feel the joy she imagined she would. Her expression was blank, her gaze filled with scorn.

Seeing the look in Noelle's eyes, Donovan couldn't bring himself to say anything more. Just then, Wyatt came downstairs with Xenia.

Xenia looked annoyed, as if wearing mourning clothes was killing her. Every inch of her looked uncomfortable and unwilling. Noelle's mood improved as she saw the sour look on Xenia's face.

She walked over and stood beside them. "Show some respect, or I'll have you both thrown out anytime I like."

Wyatt was clearly unhappy. "Noelle, don't push it. Who are you to call the shots? Donovan, say something! Are you just going to stand there and let her bully us?"

Donovan's face remained blank. "This house does belong to Noelle. If you want to stay, follow her rules. If you can't, then move out."

Wyatt retorted, "But Donovan, our parents left us this house! Why does Noelle get to keep it?"

Donovan snapped. "How dare you bring that up? How much money did you lose with all your failed investments? Do you have any idea how many messes I had to clean up for you?"

Wyatt didn't dare say another word.

Frank looked at him, too. "Sure, our parents left each of us a share of the estate. But if Donovan hadn't held the family together all these years, your shares would be worthless scraps of paper.

"And let's not forget, if it wasn't for Xenia's father, our parents wouldn't have died, and your legs wouldn't have ended up like that."

Wyatt's expression darkened at the mention of his crippled legs. It was his greatest regret in life.

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