The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 578

Adela’s voice was gentle, nervous even. “We didn’t know what else to do, so we showed up like this... Please, don’t be upset.”

Catherine’s gaze lingered briefly on the impressive pile of gifts. Nothing ordinary—each item sported a luxury label, and even the teeniest toy came with a price tag in the thousands. Excessive, if not absurd.

“Geoffrey, Adela, I thought I’d made myself perfectly clear.”

“Clear about what?” Adela’s tears spilled instantly, fat and unchecked. Her eyes were puffy, red-rimmed, swollen from so much crying that they looked like they belonged to someone who hadn’t slept in days.

“You’re our own flesh and blood, Catherine. How can we find any peace knowing you’re out here alone, turning your back on us?”

Catherine listened to her weeping, her own brow knitting as if in physical pain. “I realize what we told you last time was difficult to hear. That’s fine. But the child is yours. We’re worried—not just about your reputation, but about how people might look at him down the road.”

Geoffrey picked up where she left off, but his face showed no sign of feeling. If not for that stony detachment, his words might have passed for sincere understanding.

Adela stepped closer, pleading. “Why don’t you come home with us, Catherine? Please? You and Lorinda——grew up in the same orphanage. You’re both part of the Lee family. Wouldn’t it be good to go back and be sisters again?”

“Sisters? Or rivals?” Catherine shot back.

Geoffrey and Adela shared an awkward, frozen look.

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