Chapter 213
"I don’t feel sorry for you with everything my father put you through. You are just as bad as him. No, you are worse. You pretend to be innocent but you are the devil. My father never pretended," Beth stated, remembering her late father who never changed his personality no matter who stood before him.
"Your husband had an affair with your maid and I came from it. You have punished me for years when I did nothing wrong. Do you think I like the circumstances I was created from? Maybe you punished me because you could not punish my mother," said Beth as her father protected her mother until she passed away from a cold.
Margaret wasn’t interested in what Beth was saying. She made it quite clear over the years why she never cared for Beth. Beth wasn’t her child. Margaret never went out of her way to punish Beth. If she truly wanted to punish Beth in place of her mother, Margaret had worse things she could have done instead of just picking a random husband.
"I am not going to let you walk all over me again. I did everything you wanted because I wanted some of the love you gave to Richard. You were the only mother figure around after my mother died in my youth. I stayed out of a castle I had a right to be in to please you. Not anymore," Beth made up her mind. She would repay Margaret for all the things she put her through during her youth.
"Is that so? Then try your best Beth or just remain as you were before. Before you try coming after me, you should stop and think if it is something you want to do but I look forward to seeing you try to punish me," Margaret replied, somewhat excited to see Beth fail.
Only the devil himself could ruin Margaret but her family had experience dealing with demons. Still, watching Beth would be amusing. It would be like a small child trying to move a mountain. Until Margaret was ready to dispose of Fraser, Beth struggling to punish her would help her pass time.
"I hope you have been plotting well when you were out of the castle. It would be a bit embarrassing if you were going to use Fraser to get at me. That boy can do nothing for you, Beth. Don’t get him involved in your plans or you will find yourself crying at his tomb. Speaking of Fraser, shouldn’t you be watching over him to make sure he is paying attention to his lessons? You know he needs the knowledge," Margaret sighed.
Margaret was tired of hearing how Fraser could not grasp simple things.
Margaret plucked another flower from the garden. "I am truly disappointed in you, Beth. Not because you have chosen to speak up but the fact you spoke up before you made a move."