Chapter 277: You have lost everything
Hugo and Susan exchanged a glance and broke into laughter, which sounded cruel and menacing.
"How could Megan be your child," Susan sneered, her tone dripping with disdain, "when I never even slept with you?"
Oliver’s fingers curled into fists as he trembled in rage.
"Megan is my daughter with Hugo," she continued with a mocking smile. "She is the same age as Raya. But we needed her inside the Granet family, legitimized, protected. You wouldn’t marry me. You wouldn’t even give me a name, and truthfully, I never wanted to marry a man like you. But I did want security for my daughter."
Her expression darkened. "That’s when Hugo and I started planning against Margaret."
Oliver shook his head as if trying to shake away the truth, to deny what he was hearing. "I can’t believe it..." he muttered. His burning gaze snapped to Hugo, hatred radiating from him. "You said you were friends with her. You pitied her. And yet you hurt her more than anyone else. Is that what friendship means to you? If you wanted revenge, why not come for me? Why drag Margaret into it? Why destroy an innocent girl’s life?"
Hugo’s expression twisted with bitterness. "I did value her friendship," he growled. "I thought we had something genuine. She was the only one in the Granet family who ever treated me like I mattered. I believed she’d stand up for me. But when you threw me in jail, framed me, she never came."
Oliver’s gaze drifted into the distance as a memory surfaced. Back then, he had issued a firm warning to Margaret—made her choose. He told her that if she ever maintained contact with Hugo, he would cut all ties with her. Without hesitation, she had agreed and promised never to see Hugo again for the rest of her life.
Hugo’s voice, thick with anger, snapped Oliver back to the present. "She abandoned me. Just like the rest of you. I started hating her, and I wanted to punish her."