Laura’s Victory Second Chance

Chapter 46

Laurs understood the Sharpe family’s flaws better than anyone, but Olivia felt a deep sense of resentment. She always believed the was different from Laura, After all, she was truly of Sharpe blood.

She called out a few times, but her parents, whom she once had been proud of, ignored her as if they were deaf. It was clear that David had made her a mere pawn to please Laura. In his eyes, Olivia was nothing compared to those shares.

Laura gripped Olivia’s chin tightly, the sharp blade pressing against her inflamed skin; with a single tug from Laura, a deep gash could appear on her face

There was no masking the hatred in Laura’s eyes. This time, Olivia wasn’t pretending. She was genuinely terrified and shaking, sensing that Laura might slice her face open at any moment

“Laura. I’m sorry that I slept with Robert. But you know how strong men can be, I couldn’t push him away. Rather than being angry with me, you should unleash all your hatred on him. He is the true culprit, the jerk. Laura, please forgive me Olivia begged.

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is attempt to shift the blame made Laura feel sick. She slapped Olivia’s face lightly and said, “Don’t worry; I still need your pretty little face i won’t harm you.”

It would be a waste to disfigure her now, especially since Olivia had tormented ber for six long years. Meeting Laura’s malicious gaze. Olivia sensed a looming shadow. She had a feeling that today’s events were just the beginning, not the end

Laura put the knife down on the table. “You wanted to apologize, right? Then show me some sincerity by kneeling over there.”

Olivia’s eyes flashed with malice, a look that Laura quickly picked up on. “What, are you finally showing your true colors?”

“Laura, I didn’t mean to… She bit her lip and slowly knelt to the side. She had suffered enough humiliation and believed that if it meant rising up and surviving her dignity was worth little.

She obediently knelt at Laura’s feet, asking. “How long do I need to kneel for you to be satisfied?”

“I’ll never be satisfied, no matter how long you kneel, Laura replied with a matter–of–fact tone, pushing Olivia to the brink of breaking. She wanted nothing more than to rush forward and trar Laura apart.

|_|__“Laura..” Olivia still wanted to try her luck..

“Don’t put on that pitiable act in front of me; it just makes me want to laugh, Laura said, her tone indifferent

“Laura Godfrey!” Olivia lowered her voice. “What do you want from me?”

Laura casually crossed her legs, resting her chin on one hand, appearing lazily entertained “Olivia, aren’t you people’s minds Go ahead, take a guess at what I want.”

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Once she confirmed that David and Emma wouldn’t come out, Olivia saw no need to pretend anymore. She got up from the ground, her demeanor. now brazen

Looking at Laura, she smirked. “You hate me for taking everything from you–your family, your position, and your man. You probably wish I had

never come back at all.”

“The fact that I slept with Robert must be tearing you apart, but as far as I know, Robert hasn’t even touched you. You can loathe me all you want. but what does it matter if you expose the truth?

“I’m the one who slept with your beloved. You have no idea how he flattered me in bed, he doesn’t like you at all–he’s just grateful that you saved his life. Your hatred for me stems solely from the fact that I’ve achieved everything you’ve longed for.”

“So what if you are Alistair Godfrey’s daughter? Alistair is dead! You are just an orphan without parents, and that’s why you want to take my parents from me. I won’t let you get your way!

Olivia was so provoked that she forgot her facade and, if words were weapons, she was determined to leave Laura broken and bleeding.

She expected Laura to explode with anger, but instead, Laura looked indifferent, her gaze fixated on her as if observing a mad woman. “You’re wrong. What you’ve mentioned means nothing to me. I care about only one thing…

Suddenly, Laura leaned in and grabbed Olivia by the shoulders, pulling her tightly towards her. She whispered into Olivia’s car. “I have one purpose for being alive. I want to witness the downfall of the Sharpe family, how you will lose everything and suffer, and how the Brown family will fall

apart

Olivia felt a wave of overwhelming hatred washing over her. The fierce resentment in Laura’s eyes was not solely because she had taken her man; that seething hatred felt like a bone–deep pain, a wound that cut right to the flesh.

Being stunned by the haired radiating from Laura, Olivia couldn’t help but ask, “Who… who are you?” The girl in front of her looked like Laira y

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Laura moved closer, almost whispering in Olivia’s ear like a ghost. “Just think of me as a vengeful spirit returned from the hell to settle the score. Olivia. Everything you owe me will be paid back in full.”

Her tone, combined with Laura’s exquisitely delicate features, sent a chill creeping from Olivia’s toes up to her entire body. “Laura, I think you’ve lost your mind!”

Laura giggled. “The game has only just begun. We’ll take our time. I’m curious to see how you would feel when you’re beaten in your own game.”

A bad feeling stirred within Olivia as she noticed Laura picking up a fruit knife, her heart pounding with fear. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Laura might do something drastic. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

To her astonishment, Laura sprang to her feet suddenly and dashed toward the kitchen, throwing the knife to the ground. “Olivia, what are you doing? Let go of me!”

Hearing Laura’s cry for help. David and Emma rushed out of the kitchen. Seeing Laura’s pale face and Olivia’s complex expression, along with the knife lying on the floor, they exchanged worried glances. “What’s going on!”

“Mom, Dad, Olivia is trying to cut my face!” Laura covered her face with her hands, looking fearful

A wave of frustration washed over Olivia. She couldn’t believe that Laura was really putting on this show. “What are you talking about? You one holding the knife to my face–you nearly hurt mel Olivia screamed.

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“Hurt you? Is there a scratch on your face? Look at my hand, I got injured during our struggle. It’s okay if you don’t want to apologize, but once Mom and Dad were away, you lashed out at me. And why did you say that you deliberately slept with Robert just to take everything from me?” Laura retorted.

Olivia noticed a small cut on Laura’s hand; it wasn’t large, but it was enough to make David and Emma believe her.

“Dad, Moin, I didn’t do anything! Please, let me explain. Olivia was anxious.

David remembered how Olivia had demanded Laura’s room when she just returned, then used Laura’s card to buy things, and even had affairs with Robert. If one event could be chalked up to coincidence, all of these together couldn’t just be mere happenstance.

The thought that he could have secured those shares if it weren’t for Olivia boiled David’s blood, and in a fit of anger, he raised his hand and slapped her. “You idiot