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Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 585

Summary for Chapter 585: Revenge is My Love Language

Chapter summary: Chapter 585 from the book Revenge is My Love Language by Arlene Zade

Discover the most important events of Chapter 585, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Revenge is My Love Language. With the engaging writing of Arlene Zade, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

“When you’re holding me, the pain just disappears.”

He gave her another gentle pat. “Behave.”

He started toward the stairs, but Anastasia’s phone suddenly rang. It was Juliet. Anastasia, feeling relaxed, answered with a smile.

“Juliet, what’s up?”

She assumed her cousin was just calling to chat, but Juliet’s tone was tense.

“Anastasia, are you free? Grandfather wants you to come over right away.”

Anastasia paused. “Grandfather? Did he say why?”

She had known this was coming. Once she had demonstrated her true abilities and dealt with Lauren, her grandfather would inevitably summon her to discuss the inheritance. But Juliet’s voice suggested something more was wrong.

Lowering her eyes for a moment, she said, “Alright, I’m on my way.”

After hanging up, she spoke before Harrison could. “It’s okay, darling. I can go by myself.”

Harrison’s brow furrowed. After a tense moment, he said, “You have two hours. If you’re not back, I’m coming to get you.”

“Deal!” she chirped, standing on her toes to press a quick kiss to his chin.

When Anastasia arrived at the Brennan estate, she took in the scene at a glance: her grandfather, his face a thunderous mask; Lauren, sitting beside him with her head demurely bowed; her Uncle Murray, looking displeased; and a nervous, unfamiliar middle-aged man.

Anastasia looked up, stunned. “Grandfather, what are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb!” Mr. Brennan slammed his cane on the floor, his breathing ragged with anger. “Five years ago, you sent Benson a so-called ‘gift.’ Inside was a venomous snake. He was caught off guard and bitten. He nearly died!”

“If Lauren hadn’t heard the news and rushed an antidote to him, I might not have a grandson today!” he roared. “What do you have to say for yourself?!”

The accusation hit Anastasia like a physical blow. But in an instant, she understood. Her expression turned to ice as she shot a look at Lauren.

Five years ago… it felt like a lifetime, but the memory was crystal clear.

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