Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 1317

Lucinda’s heels echoed as she hurried up to the top floor of the abandoned building. When she spotted Lydia tied to the steel beam, her nails dug so deep into her palms it almost hurt. All that jealousy and resentment she’d bottled up came rushing out, twisting inside her like something poisonous.

“Oh, Lydia, what happened to you? Why are you tied up like that? Wow, you really do look pathetic.” Lucinda walked in slow circles around Lydia, her voice syrupy sweet, almost mocking.

Lydia wasn’t surprised that Lucinda had come. She just looked at her calmly and said, “I think the real pathetic person should be you.”

That was all it took. Lucinda snapped. She slapped Lydia across the face, hard.

“Lydia, just drop your act!” Lucinda’s voice shook with anger.

A bright red mark appeared on Lydia’s cheek. Grace, who’d been standing off to the side, stepped forward with fake concern. “Lucinda, did your hand hurt?”

Lucinda felt a rush of satisfaction, like something stuck inside her had finally loosened. She shot Grace a look and said, “Grace, my sister’s the one who’s hurting, not me.”

Turning back to Lydia, she let out a cold snort. “Lydia, if you had never come back to the Norwood family, none of this would have happened. Mom and Dad’s love, my brothers’ affection, the engagement with the Jefferson family—those were supposed to be mine. It’s all your fault everything changed!”

Lydia looked down, a cold smile on her lips. “Connor is marrying the real Norwood heiress, not a fake.”

“Shut up!” Lucinda screamed.

“I’m a hundred times better than you. If you hadn’t shown up out of nowhere, I’d already be married to Connor, living like a queen in the Jefferson family. You ruined everything!”

Lydia laughed quietly. “Lucinda, you don’t even know who you really are. You still think you deserve to be the Norwood heiress? Aren’t you even curious about your real parents?”

Lucinda refused to think about her biological parents. She didn’t know who her birth mother was, but she knew she never wanted to see Frank again. She spat out, “Why should I care who they are? I’d rather never see them in my life.”

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