Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 467

"Family?" Janet repeated the laughable word, her head bowed and hands hanging limply at her sides.

"Yes!" Seeing that Janet hadn't pushed her away, Deirdre sensed a glimmer of hope and immediately forced Yelena to her knees as well.

"Janet, I was a monster before. I swear, I'll never bully you again. No..." Yelena shook her head frantically, stammering, "From now on, you'll be the only young lady of the Wilcox family. As long as you drop the charges, I'll do whatever you say."

"Janet, for your father's sake, please forgive me this one time!"

"Family..." Janet slowly lifted her head. Her face was pale, but her eyes were a terrifying shade of red, brimming with tears. She kept murmuring the word "family," and then, she started to laugh.

"So now you acknowledge my father was part of the Wilcox family?" Janet's voice was like ice. "He gave up his inheritance and moved away to Moultlands. What more did you want? And yet, you hunted him down to the bitter end!"

Silence fell as everyone stared at her.

"And you have the audacity to mention my father?" Janet stepped in front of Deirdre and Yelena, bending down slightly with a twisted smile. "Listen to me very carefully. Not only will I not let you go, but I will do everything in my power to ensure you receive the harshest sentence possible."

"Ezra, Trent, Deirdre, and you, Yelena..." Janet enunciated each name, her voice frosted over, every word a piercing blade. "You will all face the judgment of the law!"

Yelena and Deirdre collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down their faces.

As Trent and Ezra were led past Janet and Juniper, they paused for a few seconds.

"Janet, you've really outdone yourself," Ezra said, his weathered face twisted in a sneer. "With a daughter like you, I suppose Zorion can finally rest in peace, can't he?"

"Don't be so sure," Janet shot back, her fists clenched. "Soon enough, you can go down and ask him yourself."

All the color drained from Ezra's face, leaving it as white as a sheet.

"Let's go," an officer urged. "Time to transfer you to the correctional facility."

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