Chapter 101
Just as she reached the gates of the Forrester estate, Rebekah ran into Benjamin and Candice returning from the hospital. The moment Benjamin saw her, his expression turned to ice.
“You have the nerve to show your face here?” he seethed. “Look what you did to Candice’s ankle. It’s completely swollen. She has a major competition next week. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You’ve ruined her career p>
Benjamin was holding Candice protectively. Rebekah’s gaze fell to Candice’s ankle; it was indeed red and badly swollen. An injury like that could take months to heal. For a dancer at Candice’s level, that kind of downtime was a career- ending blow.
Candice was certainly willing to go to extreme lengths to frame her.
“You know better than anyone whether I ruined it or you did it to yourself,” Rebekah said coolly, looking directly at Candice, her face devoid of any guilt.
The usually bold and brash Candice shrank into Benjamin’s arms, playing the part of the grievously wronged victim. “Rebekah, I know you’re jealous of me, but why would you destroy my career?” she whimpered, her voice both fragile and firm, like some innocent, wilting flower. “Do you know what this competition means? If I can’t perform, I’ll lose my position as principal dancer! Do you really hate me that much p>
Rebekah marveled at the performance; Candice had truly reached a new peak of acting. *What a waste she wasn’t an actress,* she thought. *Forget principal dancer. She could make a killing playing villains in viral videos; it would be the highlight of her life p>
Seeing Candice so distraught made Benjamin’s heart ache. His glare at Rebekah intensified, growing colder by the second. “Rebekah! Candice is your sister. You stole eighteen years of the life that was meant for her, and she never once blamed you. And this is how you repay her? With such viciousness, trying to ruin her entire future? You’re unbelievable p>
Benjamin shot Rebekah one last venomous look before carrying Candice inside. Rebekah faintly heard his low voice comforting her. “Don’t pay any attention to her. From now on, just pretend you don’t have a sister p>
Rebekah watched them go, a mocking smile playing on her lips. All these years of marriage, Benjamin’s affection for Candice had been so painfully obvious, yet she’d been completely blind to it. She really had been a fool.
Pushing thoughts of the pair from her mind, she walked toward the main house. The front door was closed, and it wouldn’t open. She knocked, but no one answered.
“Ma’am,” a servant’s haughty voice called from inside, “Mr. Forrester says you’re to stay out here and
reflect on what you’ve done. He said
reflect apologize to Miss
that until you
Candice, you’re not to set foot in this house.” The voice then faded away. Cóntent
Rebekah felt a new level of
contempt for Benjamin. Fine. If he wouldn’t let her in, she could just get a hotel, But then she remembered her and credit cards were still
inside. She couldn’t checkin
anywhere without them.
A cold night wind whipped around her. Dressed in only a thin, form-fitting dress,
she shivered as goosebumps prickled her skin.
Just as she turned to leave, the door swung open. Hortensia stormed out and slapped Rebekah hard across the face.
“You wretched bitch!” she shrieked.
“How dare you injure Candice so she can’t compete! You’re a useless
waste of space yourself, and youneto
can’t stand to see your sister
succeed? You’re the one who should
be crippled for life p>
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Still reeling from the slap, Rebekah was pelted with a shower of small, colorful wooden blocks.
“It’s all your fault, you mean woman! You made Miss Candice hurt her foot!” Shawn, her son, screamed at her. “I knew you only went to The Victory Chop House to hurt her! Why are you my mom? I hate you p>