Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 467

Most girls, no matter how close they were with their best friends, would choose their words carefully in front of their future in-laws.

But Fanny had never been one for tact.

Add to that the fact that she was genuinely furious with Beverly, and the words came tumbling out of her mouth without a second thought.

And so...

The living room fell into dead silence.

Mrs. Lawrence's face twisted with anger, while Mr. Castro frowned slightly. Only Mrs. Castro remained expressionless, as if completely unfazed by Fanny's outburst. Maxwell, on the other hand, was stunned. He immediately grabbed Fanny's wrist, shaking his head at her in warning, then turned to Beverly and said, "Beverly, you know yourself that what you did in the past was out of line. It's only natural that Fanny would feel this way. She didn’t mean any harm—please don’t take it to heart."

On one side was his childhood best friend.

On the other hand, a distant cousin.

Even a fool would know which side to take.

But Beverly wasn’t having it. The moment Fanny had spoken, her hands had clenched into fists so tight her nails nearly dug into her palms.

Yet at the same time, she was thrilled—because she knew Fanny had just walked right into her trap.

No matter what, speaking to her like that in front of her uncle and aunt would only breed resentment. After all, she was Mr. Castro's niece. Fanny’s words made it seem like she was siding with an outsider over family. And if Beverly wasn’t mistaken, her prideful uncle was already displeased.

So she decided to pour fuel on the fire.

Taking a step back as if struck, she glanced between Fanny and Maxwell, who was quick to defend her, before speaking in a trembling, broken voice, "I know... I was wrong in the past. I’ve never denied that. But... if Ariana has any grievances, she should take them out on me. My Alvin... he’s only two years old."

As she spoke, tears spilled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

The sight wasn't the least bit pitiful.

Maxwell froze, completely at a loss.

He was the epitome of a straight guy's mentality, which was precisely why he and Fanny got along so well. Both of them were missing a screw upstairs. So now, faced with Beverly's words, Maxwell was utterly defenseless.

Being defenseless was one thing, but worse, he might have accidentally made things worse.

He shot Fanny an awkward glance, as if silently apologizing.

Fanny ignored him and instead addressed Beverly directly. "I think you've misunderstood me. What I meant was, you might believe your current predicament is Ariana's doing. But deep down, you know exactly how things got to this point. Secondly, Ariana wouldn’t do anything to your son. If she wanted to, she would’ve done it long ago—why wait until now? Besides, she has three children of her own. What possible reason would she have to target yours? What would she gain from it?"

Beverly let out a bitter laugh, murmuring, "I don’t know... Maybe she just wants to torment me."

Her words deftly diffused the awkward tension in the room while subtly standing up for Beverly. No one could argue with that.

Mr. Castro nodded slightly, satisfied. "That’s what I was thinking, too. Beverly, go back with your mother for now. Get some rest."

But Beverly’s face was deathly pale.

She glanced between her aunt and uncle, feeling like she might cough up blood any second. Beverly had never even considered the issue of custody. After all, she still planned to get married someday—how would that work with a child in tow? But now that the topic had been brought up so bluntly, refusing outright would only make her look bad.

So despite the irritation gnawing at her, Beverly forced a grateful smile and nodded. "Thank you," she said softly, her voice dripping with false appreciation.

Mrs. Lawrence had been ready to explode.

She'd always found this niece-in-law grating, especially after the way she'd just spoken to her daughter. But with her sister-in-law making such generous promises—offering to support both her and Beverly—lashing out now would only make her seem petty. So she swallowed her anger and stayed silent.

And just like that, Beverly followed her mother back to the Lawrence Family household.

Only after they had left did Mrs. Castro saunter over, her steps unhurried.

By then, Fanny had already deflated. The fire in her eyes was gone, replaced by dawning horror as she realized the consequences of her outburst. But she didn't try to explain herself. She just stood there, stiff and silent.