Winning Her Heart Back

 The Same Pain

Emelie sat there, expressionless. No one could tell what was going through her mind. It wasn't until Charles finished laughing that she spoke.

She said, 'Second question: Who sent the thief that stole my mother's artificial heart? Was it you? Did you send someone to kill my mother while having an assassin impersonate her to try and kill me?"Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Charles wiped away his tears of laughter. 'I'll admit to the latter."

If William hadn't arrived in time and shot an arrow at the assassin, she would have been dead at their hands.

Charles leaned back in his chair and returned to his indifferent demeanor.

He said, "At that point, we had no other choice but to kill you. If you had escaped, regrouped, and returned to attack us, like you're doing right now, we would've been in big trouble."

"But as for the former..." He shook his head. "I don't know. It wasn't me. Really, it wasn't."

Emelie believed him. By now, Charles had no reason to deny anything he'd done. The thief who had stolen the battery for Greta's artificial heart had nothing to do with him.

"Was it Beathan who sent them?' Emelie asked.

Charles shook his head. 'He'd never mentioned it to me. It probably wasn't him either. His main target at the time was you. He was afraid that Wesley would help you escape, so he set his yacht on fire.'

Emelie said, "So it wasn't Bryan either.'

For one, Bryan didn't seem like the kind of person who would do something like that. Secondly, if he had done it, he wouldn't have dared to keep bringing up Greta and her situation.

There were only four options in total. If it wasn't the Davis, Collins, or Swanson families, who else could it have been?

"So it was William." Emelie closed her eyes and slowly repeated, "It was William, after all..."

She started to laugh. "No matter how touching your stories are, they can't change the fact that William ultimately killed my mother, just like how he shot that arrow at me. These are undeniable facts. This is the truth."

All those painstaking efforts, all that meticulous planning. What difference did it make in the end? She only asked if it was William who did the killing.

Emelie opened her eyes, the blood vessels in them resembled shattered glass.

She said, "My mother's life was taken, and yet you think that you can just brush it all away with a single excuse, claiming that William had done his best to protect me and my mother? And you still dare to talk about making peace with him? It's utterly laughable. How can you be so shameless?"

After a moment, Charles laughed indifferently. "You're right. We've all wronged you. We're all guilty and deserve to die. I've accepted it. If you can send a few more people in here to keep me company, I'd be delighted.

Emelie left the detention center, and Jodie immediately approached her.

"Ma'am," Jodie said.

Emelie hadn't allowed her to accompany her inside to see Charles. Since she hadn't been allowed to listen in on either of Emelie's recent meetings, Jodie felt uneasy.

That uneasiness was amplified especially when, after getting into the car, Emelie instructed, 'Don't tell Wesley about today."

Jodie studied her expression. "Ma'am, please don't be swayed by them. Those people have committed countless atrocities for their selfish gain. Nothing they say can be trusted.

"If they had any conscience, they would have sought a peaceful resolution back then instead of wiping out the Hoven family. Even if they're admitting their guilt now, it's not out of genuine remorse. They're just afraid of your revenge, so they're trying to deceive you with sweet words."

Emelie gazed out the window at the scenery racing behind her and slowly said, 'You're right. They don't even realize they're in the wrong."

Not one of them had ever apologized to her. They were shameless enough to even talk about reconciliation. Reconciliation? How?

To them, the term "blood feud" just seemed like simple words to them, instead of the devastation of the Pierce and Hoven families

She would never forgive them. They can continue dreaming. She had already said they had to feel the same pain that she did for it to count as an apology.

Emelie's eyes turned sharp. 'What's the name of that tech company that Swanson Corporation had invested in?"