Chapter 294
Chapter 294 A Woman’s Madness
Lillian’s words cut off every escape Hans might have had, leaving her with no choice but to comply.
The woman’s expression shifted, her unease plain for all to see; and everyone watching all of them sharp, calculating — understood. They might have been fooled before, but now, if they still couldn’t piece it together, it would be an insult to their intelligence.
“Since Ms. Hans seems unwilling to cooperate,” Sebastian said, his voice cold and detached, “I don’t mind having someone… assist her p>
The last sliver of hope Hans had been clinging to shattered.
She had worshipped him, cherished him like something precious; yet in his eyes, she was nothing, less than nothing. The fury that surged up in her chest was white-hot, uncontrollable.
Her eyes reddened; her expression twisted with rage as she glared at him. “Why? Why are you doing this to me? Tell me what does that woman have that I don’t? That shallow, simpering tramp… what right does she have to stand by your side, to bask in your affection? She’s nothing but an orphan – a nobody, a stray with no name, no parents! I love you so much, and you can’t even spare me a glance. Instead, you… you crush my heart like it’s nothing p>
Tears brimmed and spilled over, but her gaze hardened, sharp with venom as she turned her glare on Lillian. “That’s right. I set this up. I just wanted him to see you for what you really are. Is that so wrong? Everyone saw it, Ryan had his hands all over her, and she didn’t even try to push him away. So what if I drugged him? At least now you all see her for what she really is p>
Gasps rippled through the room; the shock was palpable. No one could believe it – that Hans, the woman who had built her image on elegance and grace, could reveal such viciousness, such naked spite.
Lillian’s gaze was steady, her lips curling in a cold smile as her fingers quietly capped the small vial in her hand. No one noticed… except Janus. His sharp eyes caught the subtle movement.
Hans froze, stunned, blinking in confusion as the tension around her shifted. Her mind went hazy; she didn’t understand why everyone was staring. Wasn’t she supposed to be stepping forward for the test? Why was she… standing here?
Lillian tilted her head, her voice dripping with honeyed mockery. “What’s wrong, Ms. Hans? Cat got your tongue? I was actually enjoying the show. Your noble, self-sacrificing love is just so… moving. Who would’ve guessed you were so hopelessly in love with Sebastian that you’d sink to schemes like this-just to ‘expose’ my so-called true colors? How… touching p>
Hans’ face drained of all color, turning paper-white. She stumbled back two steps, panic flashing in her eyes. “You’re lying. I don’t know what you’re talking about. It was you and Mr.
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Ryan – sneaking around, and we caught you. Don’t try to twist this around p>
Her denial didn’t surprise Lillian in the least.
“Is that so?” Lillian’s laugh was sharp, cutting. “Ms. Hans, you truly are the most shameless woman I’ve ever met. Even now, you’re still twisting the truth. That’s fine. I’ll make sure you understand exactly what the truth looks like p>
Foster stepped forward, wordlessly handing her a tablet. The video played, and the damning images flashed across the screen; Hans’ voice, her words, crystal clear.
Hans stared, wide-eyed, then collapsed, her legs giving way as she fell hard onto the floor.
“No… no, that’s not me. It’s not me. I don’t know anything… I don’t know anything!” she babbled, scrambling up on shaking legs and fleeing in a blind panic.
Watching her retreating figure, the room was steeped in heavy silence, a current of pity and disbelief swirling in the air. No one had imagined she’d spiral so far, that she’d lose herself so completely over her twisted version of love.
The banquet ended in chaos, the atmosphere fractured beyond repair.
Lillian. The poise she
And yet, through it all, one thing became impossible to ignore displayed, the sharp edge of her presence, had caught more than a few eyes.
Later that night, inside the Soren family’s private villa, the study was cloaked in tense silence.
Mr. Robert sat at his desk, both hands gripping the armrests, his face dark and drawn, fatigue shadowing his sharp features. Everything that had transpired that night humiliation – left a bitter taste of fury he couldn’t shake.
every insult, every
Janus, Lyla, and Rowan stood off to the side, silent, waiting for him to speak.
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