The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 583

Willow was sobbing uncontrollably, utterly terrified,

Her once haughty face, always brimming with the superiority of the Marchioness of Somers, was now etched with fear.

Aher she was reduced to a captive, she finally tasted what it meant to be afraid.

“Is that truly so Athena slowly crouched down, the dagger in her hand glinting coldly in the darkness.

She fixed Willow with a piercing stare, making her so terrified she couldn’t meet Athena’s eyes

Under Athena’s intense questioning Willow finally nodded. “it’s true. I wouldn’t dare deceive you, sister. For the sake of our childhood together, please spare my life.”

Willow was shaking like a leaf in fear, but Athena’s fury only burned hotter with each passing moment.

Thalia and Macy were brutally murdered.

“If not for W

Willow’s instigation, how could Thalia have been killed by Matthew? Athena thought bitterly

Athena remained unmoved. She slowly drew a gleaming dagger from her sleeve, the blade glinting coldly in the faint moonlight, mirroring the chilling light in her eyes

She said, “Blood demands blood, debts must be repaid. Though you didn’t wield the blade yourself, Macy and Thalia died because of you. You can’t escape this

Her words carried the cold of the deepest hell.

Athens raised her dagger and leveled it at Willow’s chest

Just then, a piercing scream shattered the erre silence.

“No!” Eloise stumbled out from behind a tree, her skirt caked with mud, hair wild and disheveled, eyes filed with terror and despair.

With a thud, she fell to her knees before Athena, clutching Athena’s legs tightly as tears streamed down her face. “Please, she’s just a child. it’s all my fault. Kill me instead!”

Eloise beat her chest in anguish, pleading desperately.

Athena’s body stiffened abruptly, her hand gripping the dagger trembling ever so slightly

She looked down at Eloise, a flicker of complicated emotion in her eyes, quickly swallowed by burning hatred.

Athena said angrily, “You think just saying ‘it’s all your fault‘ can make things right? Back then, you and your family drove my mother to utter despair. She

“You stole her identity and reveled in luxury, yet you didn’t even leave her a single path to survival. And now you want me to spare her? What gives you that right?”

Eloise apologized while sobbing, “I was wrong. All these years, I’ve repented daily, tormented by nightmares every night.

But even as those brave words left her lips, her body trembled uncontrollably.

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