Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 612

Every head at the table turned.

"Lauren, you're here. Good. Come over. There's something we need to discuss with you," the old man said, his tone heavy, as if a final decision had been made.

A cold dread washed over Lauren as she walked toward them.

As she approached, the old woman and Murray felt a pang of regret. They should never have adopted her. If they hadn't, Ana wouldn't have misunderstood them, wouldn't have grown so disillusioned, and their relationship wouldn't be in its current fractured state. In the past, they might have suppressed such thoughts, but now, with their disappointment in Lauren complete, the feeling was overwhelming.

The old man watched her approach, choosing his words carefully. "The Brennan family has raised you for many years and has never mistreated you. We have done right by you."

"If it were simply a matter of your skills not measuring up to Anastasia's, we could have overlooked it. The family would have continued to provide for you. But your character is flawed, and you have repeatedly targeted Anastasia. For that, the Brennan family can no longer keep you."

Lauren's eyes instantly filled with tears. She bit her lip, her gaze sweeping over each member of the family. "So, because Anastasia is coming back, I have to leave? I have to give up everything? What were all my years in this family for? I thought... I thought I was already a Brennan. Was I just deluding myself?"

She let out a short, bitter laugh.

Benson glanced at her coolly. "Juliet is right."

Juliet lifted her chin, triumphant.

"That is all we have to say," the old man said, his voice weary. He had intended to say more, but Lauren's accusations had snuffed out his last bit of sympathy. This adopted child seemed rotten to the core. He had wanted to offer her some final advice out of respect for their shared history, but now he saw it would be futile.

"You were a child of this family for many years," Murray said calmly, "so of course, we won't let you leave with nothing. I've arranged for a house to be purchased in your name. You won't be without a place to live." His tone was mild but firm; it was clear the decision had been made long ago. He had done this as a final act of decency.