Chapter 387



Kallie had no intention of deliberately fostering a connection with Charlee.

Right after Kallie left the venue, her path was blocked. Melinda stood there, her eyes red and swollen, her hair disheveled.

Kallie recalled that Stan had left much earlier. He hadn’t taken Melinda with him, and after some thought, Kallie pieced together the reason: he believed Melinda had brought him embarrassment. Thus, he left Melinda and Zuri behind.

“Kallie!” Through clenched teeth, Melinda confronted Kallie. “Only with Stan’s reminder did I realize something was amiss. Is there a problem with the painting you gave me? Why are you so cruel? I trusted you so much, yet you treated me this way?”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com takes you on a journey Kallie set Sophie down and gestured toward the poor Sophie, still in tears. “You’ve harmed my daughter to this extent. Even though I set you up, you deserve it.”

Melinda glanced away, a flicker of guilt in her expression, yet righteously criticized Sophie. “She’s clearly a thief. You know how virtuous Zuri is. Why would Zuri steal? Are others’ kids so vicious in your heart? Do you see evil in everyone just because you harbor it yourself?”

Kallie refused to engage in further pointless conversations with Melinda. Holding Sophie’s hand tightly, she said tenderly, “Let’s head home, Sophie.”

Melinda’s voice grew louder, her desperation clear. “You haven’t answered my question yet, Kallie! Are you feeling guilty? You’re just jealous of me, aren’t you? That’s why you sabotaged my friendship with Charlee! What kind of games have you been playing?”

Melinda was at her breaking point, feeling this was the final attempt to alter her fate.

Kallie paused, turned back to face Melinda, and offered a chilling smile. “You’re right, I have been playing games. And you’re incredibly naive to think I’d just give you something as valuable as that painting for free.”

Melinda faltered, confused, “You owe the Reeves family a lot. Whenever I wanted something nice in the past, you’d simply hand it over because you had plenty. Wasn’t it only natural for you to gift me a painting for nothing?”

Kallie’s sneer grew. “Exactly, you always thought I was easy to push around, expecting me to hand over whatever you demanded. You’re in this mess because you took that for granted. Do you know, the painting I gave you is a fake? If you weren’t so gullible, maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way.”

Even if the painting was genuine, Charlee would never accept such a valuable gift. Had Melinda been a bit wiser, she wouldn’t have foolishly offered Charlee what Kallie had given her for free.

Kallie hadn’t gone too far; the genuine painting was still listed at the auction house. It was just that Melinda was both arrogant and foolish. She had it coming.

Upon hearing the truth, Melinda broke down. She let out a scream of fury and then lunged at Kallie, intent on strangling her. But before Melinda could reach Kallie, the bodyguards intervened.

With no other options, Melinda could only shoot Kallie a venomous glare.

As Kallie nonchalantly approached her car, a familiar voice halted her. “Kallie!”

Kallie turned to see Ethan hurrying toward her.

Kallie paused for a moment and decided to greet him in a polite but distant tone, “Mr. Brooks, nice to meet you.”

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