Chapter 261 – A Turning Point in Revenge is My Love Language by Internet
In this chapter of Revenge is My Love Language, Internet introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 261 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Internet genre.
After Fiona finished speaking, a heavy silence descended over the room.
Lady stared in utter disbelief, her eyes wide with shock. “Alice, is all of this true?!”
“No, Lady, I—”
“Don’t you dare say another word!” Lady was trembling with rage. “Wonderful. I treated you like my own granddaughter, and this is how you repay me? Deceit and manipulation?”
“No, Lady, you watched Alice grow up—she’d never do something like that!” Mary, desperate, rushed to defend her daughter. She shot Fiona a fierce glare. “You just said Alice was like a granddaughter to you, so how can you trust the word of a servant over hers?”
Anastasia let out a cold, mocking smile. The way Mary said the word “servant,” you’d think it was the lowest of the low. Had she forgotten she was a servant herself? Anyone overhearing might think she belonged to some noble family.
Seeing that Lady’s expression was starting to waver, Anastasia quickly cut in, “Well, Grandma, I’m your granddaughter-in-law, aren’t I? Why would you take Alice’s side over mine?”
She pressed on. “And besides, there’s Mr. Harrison Lancaster. Do you honestly think he’d stoop so low as to lie for Alice’s sake?”
The moment those words left her lips, Lady’s face darkened. Mary looked as if she wanted to protest, but Lady silenced her with a furious shout. “Enough!”
She turned to Alice with bitter disappointment. “So this whole story about being bullied was a lie? You were the one spreading rumors and slandering people at school, even going so far as to injure someone—and then you tried to play the victim?”
“I…” Alice’s face was ghostly pale. She could feel the servants’ contemptuous stares, the deep disappointment in Lady’s eyes, and the icy coldness in Mr. Harrison Lancaster’s gaze. Suddenly, she couldn’t hold back any longer; tears streamed down her cheeks.
“I never wanted this! But why?” She looked up, her eyes red and burning with resentment as she glared at Anastasia. “I’ve known Mr. Harrison Lancaster for years. We grew up together. What does Anastasia have that I don’t? Why should she be the one to marry Mr. Harrison Lancaster?”
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