A dead silence fell over the room.
Uncle Julian and Horace stared at me, their mouths agape. They had both wanted to defend me, but I had unleashed such a verbal onslaught that they couldn’t get a word in. Mary was completely eviscerated.
She looked as if she was about to faint, her hand trembling as she pointed a finger at me, unable to form a single word.
I guessed she had never heard me speak so crudely. In our previous confrontations, I had always maintained a certain level of decorum.
But my policy was to match the energy I was given.
She had come after my frail, defenseless uncle. I had to repay her in kind, with interest.
Horace was the first to recover. He started clapping, a wide grin on his face, his eyes cold as he looked at Mary.
“Did you hear that, old woman? You have to earn respect to be called an elder. You barge in here, throwing around words like ‘tramp’ and ‘lover,’ making baseless accusations. It’s despicable. Go home and learn some basic human decency.”
Julian’s breathing evened out, a look of satisfaction on his face as he glared at Mary.
“The Lancaster family, is it? How dare you bully my girl like this. You just wait!”
“No, you wait! A common stray can crow all it wants, it’s still a stray. You’re dirt poor and you dare to challenge me? How laughable,” Mary spat, her eyes blazing with hatred as she glared at me. “Zephyra, I will make Steven divorce you. A woman with no culture, no manners, who disrespects her elders—you are not fit to be a Lancaster!”
Mary stormed out in a huff. I wasn’t angry at all, just filled with a cold, detached amusement.
As if I cared about being a Lancaster. It was just a rich family… well, a very powerful rich family, with all the perks that came with it. But none of it was mine to control, so it was no great loss.
Suddenly, I felt two sharp gazes on me. I turned to see Uncle Julian and Horace staring at me with serious expressions.
My stomach fluttered nervously. “What is it?”
When you’re being bullied, all you want is someone to have your back. In my past life, I had been completely alone. Hearing these words now, after everything… I couldn’t hold back the tears.
I rushed forward and threw my arms around him. “Uncle Julian…”
He held me tight, stroking my hair, his voice a mixture of heartbreak and fierce determination.
“Zephyra, you’re coming home with me. Pack your things today. We’re leaving today.”
“I’d like to see how powerful the Lancaster family really is, that they dare to bully a child of the Lopez family. Every ounce of pain you’ve endured, Uncle Julian will avenge for you.”
I pulled back, looking into his reddened eyes. “No, Uncle Julian. You just had surgery. You can’t leave the hospital. And I’m fine, really. You saw how I handled her, right?”
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