The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Not Your Pawn Anymore

Zayden stared at Henry coldly. The tension between the two felt ready to s

But Eliza stood up and said calmly, “If you’ve got something to say, you

“Come outside,” Zayden ordered, tone firm and commanding.

at any second.

can say it here.”

He still thought he could summon her like before–as if nothing had changed in the last two months.

Eliza gave a slight laugh. “If you’re here about Naomi, then there’s nothing to talk about.”

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Zayden had always been Naomi’s white knight. Ever since they were little, he and Naomi had been close. Now that Naomi was in trouble, of course he’d come running to defend her.

“Eliza, did you really have to blow things up like this? Naomi already knows she was wrong. Isn’t that enough? Why do you insist on making things worse?”

Rumors about Naomi had exploded across the school. To Zayden, there could only be one culprit–Eliza.

Eliza finally understood.

He wasn’t here for her.

He was here to speak for Naomi.

He believed she was the one playing dirty,

So that’s what she was to him.

u want answer

“I’m not the one spreading rumors,” Eliza said flatly. “If you should be asking Naomi.”

She continued, “You should ask her if she thought about the consequences when she made those choices. If not for her actions, no one would have anything to say about her now,”

Naomi had spent years building a perfect image–on top of others. She had taken what she wanted, crushed others to get there, and enjoyed it.

It was no surprise that now, the people she’d stepped on were speaking up.

“You’re still talking like this?” Zayden frowned. “You’re her sister. Do you even care what this is doing to her?”

Eliza chuckled, though her eyes glinted with something bitter,

“So now she remembers I’m her sister.”

Since childhood, anything Eliza liked had to be given up for Naomi.

Naomi always claimed she didn’t want anything of Eliza’s–yet she always ended up taking it.

Her toys.

Her space.

Even Zayden.

And when she did, no one reminded her they were sisters.

So why should she care now?

Zayden’s breath caught for a moment as he saw the flicker of sorrow in her eyes–the same look he had seen once before.

He didn’t know why, but that expression struck him harder than her words.

Eliza’s voice turned cool. “Zayden, if you like Naomi, that’s your business. Don’t come looking for closure from me.”

Zayden’s frustration finally snapped. “Eliza, I’m talking to you—!”

“Don’t be angry at Eliza,” she said sweetly. “It’s all my fault anyway.”

Henry stepped in, shielding Eliza. “Zayden, take your dear little sister and leave. Can’t you see Eliza doesn’t want to talk to

“I’ve had enough of you!” Zayden’s voice sharpened. “Eliza is my fiancée! We grew up together–who the hell are you? What right do you have to interfere?”

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