Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 263

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Chapter 263

Soon, the mansion’s gate opened, and a maid appeared at the entrance.

She glanced at me, quickly scanning the clothes 1 wore, a flash of obvious disdin in her eyes, as if looking at some unwelcome visitor.

“Are you Miss Aurora?”

I nodded. “Yes. I’m here to see Mr. Edward and Nigel.”

She didn’t say much, letting us in first. On the way to the living room, she said isurely: “Master Edward went out, Young Master Nigel is home.”

Indeed, they were living well, even better than before.

But my heart couldn’t calm down at all.

When I entered the living room, Nigel was already waiting there. He wore a perfectly tailored high–end custom suit, a Patek Philippe on his wrist gleaming coldly, and expensive cufflinks. Even at a glance, you could see how prosperous his life was now.

When I entered, he was examining an oil painting.

You could tell he didn’t understand art at all, yet he pretended to have exceptional taste, asking:

“How much is this painting?”

Someone beside him responded obsequiously: “Our boss paid one hundred million for it at auction.”

“One hundred million?” Nigel raised an eyebrow. “Fine, I’ll take it. Tell your boss I’ll help him handle those goods he has.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Having received permission, the man thanked him profusely before retreating.

Nigel casually tossed the painting to a nearby maid: “Put it in my treasure vault.”

Throughout, he never properly looked at me, as if I were just air.

I didn’t look at him much either. The more prosperous he was now, the greater the contrast would be later.

At this moment, Dane stood guard outside the living room, silent.

I knew he was ready to act at any moment.

Nigel obviously knew I had come. He slowly turned around, his eyes mocking, looking at me like a joke:

“You’re not making a fuss about divorcing Ferris because of that man, are you?

My divorce lawsuit with Ferris was already known by everyone. Nigel naturally couldn’t be unaware of it.

He always thought I was stupid, especially in this matter–hopelessly so.

The Vargan family was such a powerful backing, yet I was willing to give it up?

I had no interest in wasting words with him and said coldly: “Withdraw the lawsuit immediately.”

He was stunned, seemingly not expecting that this was why I came today.

Then he laughed, his laughter full of contempt: “Why should I?”

I didn’t answer, just handed him the will I carried with me.

“This is the will Mom signed.”

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He matched it away, initially scanning it carelessly, then his entire expression hanged, pupils contracting sharply

On it was not only my mother’s signature, but also the lawyer’s seal and fingerprint, all authentic and valid.

He knew this thing was real,

Nigel’s face turned ashen. Suddenly enraged, he directly tore up the will: “What kind of joke is this!”

Watching his crazed behavior, I wasn’t panicked at all. Instead, I smiled.

“That’s just a copy. If you like tearing things up, I can print more copies for you to tear to your heart’s content.”

As I spoke, I pulled several more copies from my bag and slammed them in front of him with a snap.

Nigel’s expression completely changed. He knew that tearing them up further was meaningless.

His rationality lasted only three seconds before completely collapsing. The next second, he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed my throat.

“You bitch!”

But I didn’t struggle at all, as if I was already used to it.

Since returning to the Windsor family, he had never treated me as his real sister.

Edward always favored him, telling him from childhood: I was just a waste, a deaf person, unworthy of being his sister.

-He hit me, cursed me, and no one cared–it was even tacitly permitted.

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