Chapter Summary: Chapter 257 – Revenge is My Love Language by Arlene Zade
In Chapter 257, a key moment in the Romance novel Revenge is My Love Language, Arlene Zade delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
The moment those words left Lady Lancaster’s lips, the entire room froze. Faces turned grim—Fiona and the other staff glanced at Anastasia, their eyes filled with worry.
Anastasia looked up, stunned. “Grandmother—”
She’d half-expected this outcome, but meeting the old woman’s cold, steely gaze still left her feeling disappointed and hurt.
“That’s enough!” Lady Lancaster cut her off sharply, voice like a whip. “Alice may have made mistakes, but she’s family, as is Mary. How could you push them this far? Are you trying to drive Mary to her grave? Who gave you the nerve to act with such impudence?”
“I know Harrison cares for you, but that is no excuse to break all the rules! Since he’s not here, I’ll do what he should’ve done long ago and teach you a lesson myself!”
Lady Lancaster was furious now—truly furious. Her voice trembled with determination as she turned to the staff. “Someone! If Mrs. Lancaster doesn’t know how to kneel and apologize, help her.”
At once, servants stepped forward.
Mary and Alice exchanged self-satisfied looks, their lips curving in smug delight.
“Ma’am—!” Fiona paled, voice shaking with panic.
Anastasia’s expression darkened. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say a word—
Bang!
The door slammed open, startling everyone.
“Mr. Harrison Lancaster!” someone gasped.
Anastasia’s head snapped around. Harrison strode in, tall and imposing, an icy aura clinging to him as he crossed the threshold with long, purposeful strides. Behind him, Wallis hurried in, clearly having failed to stop him.
In that split second, relief flooded Anastasia’s chest, and her eyes lit up, shining with hope. She’d never been helpless, not really, but seeing her husband there made her feel like she’d just been saved. She couldn’t help the smile spreading on her lips.
“Darling!” she called softly.
Harrison’s eyes immediately sought her out. Seeing she was unharmed, some of the tension in his brow eased, though his tone stayed icy as he turned to Lady Lancaster. “Grandmother, what exactly were you planning to do?”
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