Lucinda leaned back against Nathan’s chest and narrowed her eyes.
Cocooned in the arms of one of the most formidable men in Stastle, and flanked by her esteemed brothers, it was clear who was the one in power.
“Did you provoke Florrie into shoving Dad down the stairs?” Lucinda questioned.
“Yes,” Valerie answered, closing her eyes in an attempt to stifle the pain.
Lucinda’s anger surged once more.
“You vile monster! He is your own father! How can you do such a thing? He took care of you for so many years! Don’t you feel guilty at all?”
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Valerie looked weak and in pain, but she didn’t appear to be guilty at all.
“He should have thought things through before deciding to name you as his heir. I know that he loves me, but he obviously loves you more. He didn’t even acknowledge me for so many years. He deserved what happened to him!”
Surprisingly, Valerie’s beautiful face was hiding such a hideous heart all along.
“How dare you say that?” Lucinda glared at Valerie.
“Sonny, slap her in the face and teach her how to speak properly!”
“Sure thing.”
Sonny rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand high up before delivering a sound slap on Valerie’s face.
After the whipping she had just gone through, Valerie instantly fell under the force of his hand.
She tasted blood on her tongue and coughed out a mouthful of it. It felt like her entire body was on fire. Her ears were ringing, and the world was spinning.
It wasn’t until Leon pulled her back up on her knees that Valerie slowly returned to her senses.
Lucinda was panting now, her chest heaving from all the rage she harbored toward her half-sister.
Nathan gently stroked her back to calm her down.
Sure enough, he knew just what to do. Lucinda took a deep breath and steadied herself. When she spoke again, her voice was calm and almost quiet.
“You’ve always regarded me as your nemesis, but I never understood why. Why do you hate me so much that you would want to kill me?”
Valerie glanced at Hilliard and Cyrus again. They still had those cold, distant expressions on their faces. Even after seeing her beaten half to death, they still showed no concern whatsoever.
She let out a sarcastic laugh.
“It’s quite simple, actually. Both of us are our father’s daughters, but you are his favorite. The apple of everyone’s eye. Our father and brothers have doted on you alone since we were children. Of course, you wouldn’t understand how it feels to be the illegitimate child.
While you all sit around a dinner table laden with specialty dishes, I had to sit in an empty room by myself.