Chapter 80
Alicia was clearly trying to provoke me, thinking she’d struck a nerve.
I let out a cold laugh, no longer bothering to hide my anger. “Yeah, Jonathan didn’t hesitate to save you. That must mean you’re the one who matters most to him, right? Great. I’ll step aside. You two can finally become the siblings–turned–lovers you were destined to be.”
Alicia’s face flushed red in embarrassment and rage. Edward was furious. His hand shot up, ready to slap me.
“Elise! Watch your mouth!”
“What, he saved her, so I should just accept being second best? You think I should keep dreaming I could ever outrank her?” I sneered. “Even if she’s basically like his sister, she always comes first, huh?”
I had no idea how he managed to say something so revolting like it was perfectly reasonable.
Just before his palm could land, I turned my head and stepped away. His swing missed completely, and he stumbled forward a step from the force of it.
I didn’t help him up. I just stood there, watching coldly.
“If she’s the one you’ve always wanted as a granddaughter–in–law, why didn’t you just have Jonathan marry her in the first place? He listens to everything you say. Even now, if you tell him to divorce me and marry her, it’s not too late.”
“You think I won’t do it?” he roared, his cloudy eyes full of fury and dominance.
But I wasn’t afraid of him anymore.
I didn’t know how the old me had grovelled to please this man, but the person I was now? I met his gaze head–on. No fear. No flattery. Just cold disgust.
“Go ahead. I hope you succeed,” I said flatly. “If you really manage to convince Jonathan to marry Alicia, let me know. I’ll show up at the wedding with a big fat gift.
Without another word, I turned and walked away.
Behind me, I heard Grandpa draw a deep, ragged breath, like something was stuck in his chest.
Then Alicia’s panicked voice rang out, “Mr. Ford Senior!”
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