Chapter 134- The Fall of the Family
"Janet, take a good look at this woman now. Remember how she treated you back then? Whatever you do to her today—it’s justified!" Charles grabbed Janet’s chin, turning her face toward Anila, who stared at them in utter disbelief. His voice was low and laced with venom.
"What? Can’t you understand what I’m saying?" Charles’s handsome features darkened. Anila’s legs gave out. With a loud thud, she dropped to her knees, directly across from Janet.
Janet gasped, pain piercing her chest. She had never imagined the proud and image-obsessed Anila would one day fall to her knees like this—in front of so many people, no less!
"Boss, please... let Elvira go. It was all me—everything that happened back then. She’s innocent!" Anila’s voice trembled, her pride shattered. It was no use hiding the truth anymore. She had underestimated Charles’s reach. With his power, dealing with her—or even destroying the entire Louis family—would be child’s play.
"Mother... how could you do something like this?" Ternence, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. His voice was low, as if each word weighed heavily on his soul. He couldn’t believe that the elegant, noble woman he had looked up to his whole life had once used such vile means to destroy another woman.
"It was really you? You... killed Cornelia?" Harold’s voice shook with disbelief. His entire world crumbled in that instant. For ten years, he had believed that fire was a tragic accident. Never had he suspected that the person who murdered the woman he loved most had been right by his side all along.
Cornelia had been kind, radiant—how could he have failed to see her worth sooner? Even now, he could recall the carefree joy she brought him, something he had never found in Anila. With her, there had only been obligation... and submission.
In that moment, as the words escaped his lips, Anila knew—something between her and Harold had irreversibly broken. Though he’d stayed in this house all these years, his heart had long died with Cornelia.
"Was I wrong? All I did was protect my family, my man! Cornelia deserved to die!" Anila roared, refusing to admit any guilt. She had always been proud, unwilling to see anyone take Harold’s attention away—not even a woman like Cornelia.