Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 281

“If my uncle knew that his good name was bought with the flesh and blood of his favorite niece, he wouldn’t just be unable to rest in peace. He’d wish he had never been born into this family.”

“And another thing,” Grace paused, a cruel smile touching her lips. “You actually believe someone like Martin? He was just using you as a weapon, a disposable old man to annoy Damien.”

“You think you were enduring hardship for my uncle’s sake? No, you’re just a senile old fool, blinded by hatred, who can’t even tell right from wrong anymore.”

“You…” Her grandfather trembled with rage, pointing a finger at Grace. “You ungrateful girl! You’re just like your mother, who died young…”

“Shut up!”

Grace’s gaze instantly became as sharp as a knife. “You don’t have the right to mention my mother.”

She took a step back and, before closing the car door, delivered her final words.

“Grandfather, this is the last time I will ever call you that.”

“You and the Hart family are all the same, always blaming others for your own misery.”

“That kind of love… I don’t want it, and I can’t afford it.”

“From now on, we’re done.”

With that, she slammed the car door shut and walked into the cold wind without a backward glance.

Inside the car, her grandfather watched her determined, limping figure disappear and suddenly felt as if all his strength had been drained away. He slumped back in his seat.

Done?

How could they be done?

They were blood…

But why, then, did his heart feel so hollow, as if something precious had been lost forever?

Grace didn’t go far.

She turned the corner and leaned against the wall of a convenience store, gasping for breath.

That confrontation had taken everything she had.

With a trembling hand, she fumbled in her bag for her pills, shook out two painkillers, and swallowed them dry.

Martin’s incompetent son.

In the few days since she had returned to Jarrow City, Damien had told her through Elliot that Julian had gotten his hands on some photos.

He was so… pathetic it wasn't even satisfying to crush him.

Grace pushed herself off the wall and slowly started walking.

In the past, seeing news like this might have made her feel guilty, like she was dragging Damien down.

But now, she just found it laughable.

Who was Damien?

This kind of minor turbulence was less than a mild annoyance to him.

However…

Grace stopped and glanced back in the direction of the Clarke family headquarters.