The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 The Room That Waited

“But you all mistook someone else before,” Eliza said sharply.

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Tristan knew she was referring to Naomi. He let out a light chuckle. “That was Christian’s doing. His brain’s never been the best–thick–skinned and reckless. You’ll understand once you spend time with him. He may be simple–minded and overly energetic, but he’s a good brother.”

At that, Eliza averted her gaze and mumbled, “Who said I was going to spend time with any of you?”

“You’ve had a long day.” Tristan said gently. “I’ve told you a lot–you probably need time to process it all. I’ve arranged for someone to show you your room. Our father prepared it for you before you were even born. You haven’t seen it yet.”

A knock came at the door, and the butler stepped in.

This time, Eliza didn’t resist. She wanted to see it–this room that had waited eighteen years.

The butler led her to the end of the corridor.

“Miss, this is the room.”

Up the stairs, third door on the left. The butler opened the door.

Inside was a room straight out of the trends from over a decade ago. It was filled with beautiful dolls, a pink bed, a wooden cradle beside it, plush white carpets, and a glittering crystal chandelier. In one corner was a large playhouse made of colorful blocks.

“This is the room the Master prepared for you, Miss,” the butler said softly.

Though it was her first time stepping inside, Eliza could feel the warmth and love that had been sealed in the room all these years.

Love she had never known before.

Her parents had loved her all along.

Even if they were gone now, their love remained–preserved in every corner of this room.

“Can I stay here tonight?” she asked quietly.

The butler nodded without hesitation. “Of course, Miss. This room was always meant for you. You may stay whenever you like.”

Eliza said nothing more and walked in.

When she was little, she used to long for Evelyn’s kindness.

Because Evelyn had always treated/Naomi so well.

She had yearned for just a little sliver of that motherly warmth,

But now… she no longer envied Naomi.

She had her own family. Her own parents who had loved her. People who had waited, even through loss.

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Meanwhile, Ronaldo had finished dealing with the mess at the airport and returned to the Sue estate.

In the study-

Ronaldo pushed open the door and asked immediately, “Did the girl agree to acknowledge us yet?”

Christian nearly jumped out of his skin. “God, Ronaldo! Can you not scare people like that? You’re going to give me a heart attack!”

“Cut the nonsense,” Ronaldo grunted. “If you hadn’t gone to Westbrook and claimed the wrong person, our sister wouldn’t be so wary of us.”

“How is that my fault?” Christian argued, sipping tea. “Who knew the Rivers family would have the guts to lie to us of all people?”

“Tristan’s already issued a permanent ban,” he added. “They’re broke now. Anyone in the industry dumb enough to lend them a cent will go bankrupt with them.”

Ronaldo’s tone was icy. “The Rivers family is finished. Their house has already been auctioned off. Our people found the whole family crammed into a run–down motel, still scrambling to find a new place.”

“Good. They deserve worse than that,” Christian spat. “After all those years of lying to us, they should be sleeping in pigsties!”

Just thinking of the lectures he got from both Tristan and Ronaldo over the mistaken identity made Christian want to wring that old man’s neck.

“Oh, by the way, Tristan–has Halbert been released yet? It’s been a full day.”

Halbert had returned to the country a day earlier than them and had been locked in the Sue family dungeon ever since.

Tristan’s expression remained unreadable. His eyes glinted with a biting chill. “Go check on him. If he’s ready to admit fault, let him out. If not, leave him there.”

That look sent a shiver through Christian.

“Got it. I’ll go now.”

He turned to Ronaldo. “You coming?”

Ronaldo waved him off. “You go. Here’s the key.”

He tossed the cold iron key toward Christian, who caught it with a sigh.

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