Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1745

To be locked up for a full fifteen days... Steve's face instantly flashed through Sylvia's mind. It was obvious that he had pulled some strings behind the scenes. Given the Moore family's influence in Seaview, they would never have been detained that long if he had not been applying pressure in the background. But even after figuring this out, Sylvia felt not a single ounce of guilt, let alone a guilty conscience.

She gripped her phone tightly, her voice as cold as ice. "You only think about your own humiliation and suffering right now. Why do not you think about what you did wrong? You were the ones breaking the law in the first place."

Hearing those words, Madeline completely lost her mind on the other end of the line, her tone growing even more hysterical.

"You soulless animal. Just for some broken-down farm, you insist on disowning your own flesh and blood?"

"If I had known I was giving birth to such an ungrateful wretch, I should have given you away the moment you were born. Or strangled you in your cradle. That would have saved us from raising you just to let you ruin us."

"Let me tell you, Sylvia, do not think you can turn your back on your family just because you have made a name for yourself out there. My blood flows in your veins. You owe me for the rest of your life."

Every word was a knife, stabbing mercilessly into Sylvia's heart. Although she had known for a long time that her parents favored her brother and viewed her only as a source to endlessly exploit, hearing her own biological mother curse her with such venom still made her body tremble uncontrollably.

Her grip on the phone shook violently until she could no longer hold it, and the device clattered onto the floor. Tears spilled from her eyes, blossoming into dark, wet stains on the ground below. Sylvia bit her lower lip, tasting the faint, metallic tang of blood.

She truly could not understand why other people's mothers could shower their daughters with warmth and care, while her own mother wished she were dead. In truth, she had stopped hoping for her mother's love a long time ago. Those unrealistic fantasies had been crushed into dust by the constant favoritism and suppression she had endured. But even if there was no love, could they not just be strangers? Could her mother stop using the most vicious, hurtful words in the world to strip away her last layer of dignity?

Madeline seemed to tire herself out on the other end of the phone. She gasped heavily for breath, her voice softening slightly but dripping with nauseating calculation.

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