Chapter 350
Even though she knew Trevor was just using her, she still couldn’t bring herself to walk away. In fact, a secret thrill ran through her. Since Trevor was willing to use her, it meant she was different from everyone else. At least, to him, she had value.
Aubree caught that fleeting flicker of concern in Milena’s eyes.
Aubree finally broke her silence, a cold scoff escaping her lips.
Aubree sneered. “Since you know you’re stupid, keep yourself in check. If you can’t, don’t blame others for teaching you a
lesson.
“An apology? Do you think bowing makes you sincere? One should value one’s dignity and not bow down. But your dignity isn’t worth a thing. Do you even realize how humiliating that kind of violation is for a woman?
“An eye for an eye. For everything you’ve done, why don’t you suffer it all yourself, twice over? Then I might consider forgiving you. How about that?”
Milena finally understood. Aubree never meant to forgive them. There was no way Milena would put herself through all that.
Flames of rage burned in Milena’s eyes as she straightened her back and thought, ‘Aubree is such a bitch. She must have been gloating, watching me bow before her just now.‘
Milena dug her nails deep into her palms. Never in her life had she felt such utter humiliation.
‘How infuriating!‘ Milena fumed.
“No way! In your dreams!” Milena snapped.
The hospital ward door suddenly swung open, revealing Birgitte’s pale face as she stepped out. She declared, “Right back at you. Forgiveness is impossible. Dream on!”
Quantavius’s expression changed in an instant, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Ms. Miller, I’ll admit you’re young and accomplished, but the Yurchenko family has been deeply rooted in Südlichen Strand for years and has considerable influence. Don’t you think pushing things this far might be unwise?
“If I recall correctly, you’re sworn enemies with the Wilson family in Rithol City. By the same token, you’re not exactly on good terms with the Diamonde family here in Südlichen Strand, are you?”
That was a threat.
However, threats were the last thing that fazed Aubree. She smirked. “Let’s see who comes out on top, then, Mr. Yurchenko. I just hope I won’t have to see you wailing and groveling at my feet again.”
Only after the Yurchenko siblings had left did a trace of concern flicker across Birgitte’s face. “Ms. Miller, won’t this seriously antagonize them?”
The agony of her shattered leg–Aubree had never intended to forgive or forget.
At first, Birgitte hadn’t fully grasped the weight of Aubree’s promise. It wasn’t until after she was discharged from the hospital and the Cherniavsky family had all been sentenced that she received a package. Inside were nothing but photos of her family members and Felix behind bars.

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