Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 34

“Mrs. Sinclair?” Anastasia’s voice was calm, almost serene, as she gently reminded her.

Nora forced a smile, her expression tinged with worry. “Anastasia, has someone been saying things to you? You know how I’ve treated you all these years—everyone can see it. How could you think so little of me? I have to admit, I’m hurt.”

“No one’s said anything to me.” Anastasia’s smile was faint, almost dismissive. “It’s just that I’m nineteen now. I think it’s about time I took back my shares. If they stay with you, people might start to wonder—wonder if maybe you want to keep what belongs to me.”

Nora gripped her pen so tightly she nearly snapped it in two.

“How can you talk to Mrs. Sinclair like that?” Gabriel barked, anger ringing in his voice. “She’s done nothing but care for you all these years, always putting your needs first. And this is how you repay her? With suspicion?”

Anastasia’s heart twisted with cold amusement.

Care for her? Always thinking of her?

Yes, she thought bitterly. Nora had certainly cared—a little too much. If not for all that well-meaning interference, maybe Anastasia’s reputation wouldn’t have become such a joke. Maybe her peers wouldn’t ostracize her, whispering behind her back every time her name was mentioned.

Maybe she wouldn’t be utterly alone, or feel like a stranger—worse, an enemy—to her own family.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth. “I’m not accusing Mrs. Sinclair of anything. But if she refuses to sign, there’ll be plenty of others who start to wonder about her motives.”

At once, every eye in the room settled on Nora’s trembling hand.

Gabriel felt their stares, the shame burning deeper in him than even Nora. He couldn’t bear the thought that anyone might accuse his second wife of coveting the inheritance left by his late wife for their daughter.

“Nora, sign the papers,” he said, his face like thunder. “You took care of those shares for her out of kindness, but not everyone appreciates a good deed. Listen to what she’s saying—how hard-hearted can you be?”

Nora’s grip on the pen tightened until her knuckles turned white. Her smile was strained, her entire being fighting the urge to scream.

After all these years, she had thought of those shares as her own. How could she bear to let them go so easily?

But with Gabriel pressing her in front of everyone, what choice did she have? If she refused now, her reputation would be in ruins.

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