Semua Bab I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother : Bab 191 - Bab 200

For several seconds, Clara simply stared at her. Then a cold, humorless laugh escaped her lips. “Your family, your life, and your future were destroyed by your own choices, Vanessa. And Jade was never yours to begin with!” Vanessa's face twisted. “Don't you dare put that on me.” Clara stepped forward. “I didn't force you to betray me.” Another step. “I didn't force you to scheme behind my back.” She kept advancing, her eyes never leaving Vanessa's face. “I didn't force you to become obsessed with my husband. I didn't force you to involve yourself in my family. You did all of that yourself.” Vanessa shook her head violently. “No. No. No.” “Yes.” Clara's answer was immediate and unwavering. “I walked away from you. I gave you exactly what you wanted. I wanted nothing to do with you.” Her eyes hardened. “And yet you couldn't leave me alone.” Thomas suddenly stepped forward. “Clara! What did I do to you? You ruined me!” Clara's gun immediately shifted toward him, forcing

“I sent people to watch you. I studied you. I learned your routines. I knew where you went, who you trusted, how you moved, and most importantly, I knew exactly how protective you were of those children.” Vivienne's eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction as she continued, “I knew you would come running the moment you discovered they were missing. I thought you would be stupid enough to come alone.” Jade’s eyes flashed with fury, but Clara lifted one hand slightly, silently stopping him. Vivienne continued, completely consumed by her own twisted plan. “You were supposed to walk through those doors by yourself. You were supposed to be terrified. You were supposed to beg me to give your children back.” She laughed, her voice echoing through the warehouse. “And while you were distracted, my men would take you down.” She touched her own face with trembling fingers. “Then I would kill you.” The warehouse fell silent as Vivienne slowly traced the outline of her cheek. “And afterwa

Vivienne's body suddenly jerked. Her eyes widened as a dark stain slowly spread across her chest. For several seconds, she remained standing, almost as though her body hadn't yet realized what had happened. She looked down, and her trembling fingers slowly moved toward the wound. "What...?" Blood appeared at the corner of her mouth. Vivienne looked up again, confusion written across her face, but before she could say anything else, her knees buckled. Her body collapsed heavily onto the concrete and silence swallowed the warehouse. Clara stared at her as Jade stared at Clara. Connor's eyes widened while Alexander slowly turned his head. Then his expression changed. "Jade... Look..." Jade followed his gaze, and his face went completely pale. Behind Vivienne stood... LUCAS! The teenager was holding a gun, both of his hands trembling violently. His face had gone completely pale, and there were no tears in his eyes... Not yet. He simply stood there, staring

The study remained silent for several seconds after Jade's demand. Connor and Alexander exchanged another look, neither of them eager to be the first to speak. The events of the night were still too fresh, and every time they thought about what could have happened to Clara and the children, the same cold realization settled over them. They had arrived in time, but they had also come dangerously close to arriving too late. Jade stood behind his desk with his arms crossed, his expression hard, waiting for an explanation for something he didn't even know. Finally, Alexander exhaled heavily and straightened. “We need to start with Vivienne,” he said. “And I think you already know that this woman isn't going to stop being a problem simply because she's lying unconscious in a hospital.” Jade's eyes narrowed. “She kidnapped my daughters, tried to kill my wife, and had enough people working for her to turn that warehouse into a fortress. I know she's a problem.” “That's not

Thomas and Vanessa weren't spared either. Their involvement in the kidnapping had been thoroughly documented, and unlike the excuses they had tried to give the police, the evidence didn't lie. Their messages, their communications with Vivienne, the warehouse footage, and the testimony of the people involved had painted a clear picture of their roles. There was no longer any way for them to pretend they had simply been caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. They had made their choices, and now those choices had finally caught up with them. They were charged with kidnapping, unlawful confinement, endangering minors, conspiracy, and several other offenses connected to the attack. Their lawyers fought desperately. Their families begged for mercy. Some even tried to argue that Thomas and Vanessa had been manipulated by Vivienne, hoping that the court would see them as victims rather than willing participants. But there was little mercy left to give when the evidence show