Chapter 737



Despite her trembling, Sophie managed to respond defiantly, “My mother is nothing like what you say.”

Clap! Sophie was slapped hard.

Elma, standing close by, was overwhelmed with worry and tried to step in. However, before she could intervene, Cara forcefully shoved her aside. Elma collapsed to the floor but remained determined to get up. “Mom, you can’t attack Sophie like this. What you’re doing is against the law!”

Upon hearing Elma’s outcry, Sophie’s heart raced with anxiety.

Cara, her expression twisted into a cruel smirk, strode toward Elma and kicked her violently. The servants gasped in horror at the scene, while Keely, aware of Cara’s plan to dispose of Elma, watched impassively. Regardless of whether Cara and Jake stayed together, Elma’s fate seemed sealed.

Trembling in pain, Elma’s tear-streaked face lifted as she cried out, “Mom, it’s me, Elma.”

Elma had always known Cara’s disdain for her, but she never imagined Cara was capable of such cruelty.

Find your favorite stories at g Ɐ ln σ ν𝒆 𝓁s., conn Cara pressed her foot against Elma’s face, her eyes burning with fury. “Fool, I am not your mother. Your real mother is that wretch, Kallie. Isn’t it ironic? Her long-lost daughter has been right here, calling me mom. I’m revealing the truth now, so you have no regrets in your final moments. Elma, consider yourself lucky for the kindness I’ve shown you.”

Sophie stiffened at these words. Was Elma really her long-lost sister? But that didn’t make sense. Elma’s age didn’t fit. What was the real story here?

Elma passed out, and Cara, growing impatient, snapped at Keely to call for a doctor. Cara knew she had to ensure Elma stayed alive before Jake’s return. Elma might still prove useful.

A thought struck Cara, and she turned to look at Sophie, noticing the sweat beading on her forehead. “Oh, I nearly forgot you were here.”

Blindfolded, Sophie’s senses heightened. Chills ran down her spine at the sound of Cara’s cold tone.

Sophie’s hands clenched into fists, her whole body shaking with fear.

Cara rested a hand on Sophie’s shoulder, a taunting smile curling her lips. “What exactly did you hear just now?”

Sophie saw no point in denying any further. Swallowing her apprehension, she asked, “Is Elma my blood sister?”

Cara’s laugh echoed coldly through the room. “Since you won’t be leaving here today, I suppose there’s no harm in telling you. Elma is Kallie’s youngest daughter. She went missing all those years ago, and of course, she’s your sister.”

Sophie’s stomach twisted, fury bubbling beneath her skin as Cara casually continued, “Oh, and if you’re wondering why she looks younger than Calvin, I gave her an injection. It stunted her growth. She won’t live past forty years.”

Sophie clenched her fists, her blood boiling. Though she couldn’t see Cara due to the blindfold, she focused on Cara’s voice, hoping she could strangle the life out of her. How could someone be so vile?

“You’ll burn in hell for this! My mother won’t let you get away with it!” Sophie cursed, her voice thick with venom.

Cara’s laughter echoed, cold and triumphant. “I’ll be waiting for her, then. Let’s see who ends up in hell.”

Cara’s voice hardened, the chill unmistakable. “Restrain her.”

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