Chapter 435
Chapter 435
Chapter 246: A House Full Of Lies
Savannah
I searched my memory again, slower this time, as if digging deeper might suddenly unearth something I’d missed.
Ramsey.
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The name rang hollow. I had nothing.
Roman had never mentioned a Ramsey. Not once in passing, not in irritation, not even during one of those rare moments where he spoke about his family with exhaustion etched into his voice.
Reese hadn’t either–and it wasn’t like Reese talked a lot to me though.
But if there was a brother named Ramsey roaming these halls, one of them should have said something. Just like Roman mentioned River and Rhys.
Yet here he was. Ramsey Blackwood.
Standing a few feet away from me, back turned, posture slightly hunched like he was bracing for something that never came.
“I’ve never heard about you before,” I blurted out before I could soften it.
The words slipped free–too blunt, too honest. I winced internally, but Ramsey only let out a quiet, nervous chuckle. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, fingers lingering there as though the skin might burn if he pulled away too quickly.
“Oh. That happens all the time,” he said lightly. Too lightly. “I’m kind of… forgotten around here. ”
Forgotten. The word landed harder than I expected.
“But,” he added quickly, almost rushing to fill the silence, “I’ve heard about you. A lot, actually. Everyone’s been talking about you ever since our brother got engaged to you p>
My lips twitched. Talking about me?
I resisted the urge to laugh. If people had truly been talking, it hadn’t shown in their behavior. The cold stares, the deliberate silences, the way they all pretended not to know I was already here–it didn’t feel like curiosity. It felt like judgment already passed.
“Bad things, I suppose?” I asked quietly.
The General wouldn’t hesitate to poison his children against me. That much I’d already learned. Reginald Blackwood wielded words like weapons, and I was an easy target—a woman who had dared to step into his carefully controlled dynasty and disrupt it.
Ramsey didn’t answer immediately.
His back was still to me, shoulders stiffening slightly, as if my question had forced him to choose between politeness and truth. Usually, people chose politeness. Usually, they lied.
But Ramsey didn’t.
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*V’s ward pavis controlling Boman. That you’re a very bad woman ” His voice was steady, unembellished, like he was reciting facts from a list. “That you turned him spaust tos own family. That you’re with him because he’s rich. That you’re forcing him to marry you. ”
Fath sentence strut like a measured blow, I stood still, towel clutched tighter around my body, forcing myself not to react–not to interrupt, not to shield myself from the path being laid bare so plainly.
“And he continued, “that you’re the reason he changed his sole inheritor… from Reese to you p>
The room seemed to sit.
“What?” I bread. That last statement slammed into me like a freight train,
PANSU had been Roman’s next of kin?
My stomach; dropped,
Ob, Komen, What have you done? What were you thinking?
A rush of emotions collided inside me–shock, guilt, fear, something dangerously close to grief. I hadn’t known anything about Roman’s decision, but now I was forced to understand the depth of it.
The depth of what I hadn’t known.
“Who told you these things?” I asked, my voice tight despite my effort to keep it calm. “How did you hear all of this? ”
Roman wouldn’t say those things about me. I knew that for sure,
Reese didn’t strike me as the kind of man who spread lies for entertainment, sharp–tongued as he was.
And while Reginald was cruel, something about these rumors felt… different.
Personal, Petty, Calculated in a way that only another woman could manage. I know the scent of a woman. Even in a lie.
Ramsey shrugged, a small, helpless motion. “I can’t say for sure. There’s always someone saying something around here. But I think the one who brought it up first was Miss Valentine, ”
tay brows knit together. “Miss Valentine? ”
He nodded, “Yes, ma’am. Though I haven’t seen her around in a long time p>
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