Chapter 1062
Far away, the mood was the complete opposite. Out on the open sea, Maxine toasted the news, her laughter ringing above the gentle waves. “I knew I had an eye for talent! Whatever Elliana sets her mind to, she conquers—art, medicine, music. She becomes Rosa the painter, Milena the healer, and Stellara the star. She’s dazzling, truly! Could she be the kindred spirit I’ve been waiting for? Maybe she’s just as remarkable as me! Ha-ha…”
With each toast, Maxine’s excitement grew. She downed another glass, growing cheerier—and a little drunker—with every passing minute.
She gently swirled the wine in her glass, her tone thoughtful. “Rita, because you gave me a daughter like her, I’m willing to let the betrayal go.” She tipped her glass with a sly grin. “You’re forgiven, Rita.”
Meanwhile, back at the castle, Miguel’s mood was as dark as the gathering storm.
Miguel’s fury consumed him like wildfire, leaving devastation across every surface of the room. Shattered glass caught the light while overturned furniture bore witness to his explosive rage.
The thought of Elliana’s brilliance gnawed at his soul, each moment of her joy twisting the knife deeper. Her sweet love life felt like salt poured into wounds that refused to heal.
Had Elliana been his flesh and blood—born from Rita’s body with him as the father—he would have moved mountains to grant her every desire. The moon itself would have seemed a reasonable request, one he’d pursue without hesitation. But reality carved a different path. Elliana was Rita’s daughter with another man.
The woman who had claimed his heart completely had birthed this luminous creature for someone else entirely. Miguel’s mind rejected this truth with every fiber of his being.
Rita had left him hollow, condemned to walk through life with an empty chest where his heart once lived. Her daughter with another deserved no better fate than the loneliness that plagued him. Elliana’s happiness became his torment. Since she drew breath as another man’s legacy, he would ensure that breath ceased.
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The phone’s sharp ring sliced through his brooding thoughts. Irene’s name appeared on the screen.
Miguel glanced at the device, drawing air deep into his lungs until his volcanic emotions settled beneath a mask of composure. When he spoke, his voice emerged smooth as silk, betraying none of the beast that had raged moments before. His self-control was a terrifying thing to witness.
Irene launched into speech the moment the connection was established, oblivious to the storm she had interrupted. “Mr. Griffiths, what path do we take now? Lilah revealed herself as Elliana, and she’s also Stellara. She and the Evanses seized complete control of the situation, making our original plan impossible to execute.”
Miguel said nothing, letting her anxiety fill the space between them. Frustration leaked into her voice as she added, “Are we truly going to just watch this carefully constructed trap crumble into failure?”
She anticipated his suggestion to retreat and regroup, to wait for fortune to present another opening. Instead, his words emerged through clenched teeth like shards of broken glass. “Tonight, Elliana and Cole will definitely meet their ends.”
The line went dead with surgical precision.
Irene stared at her phone, questions multiplying in the sudden silence that stretched between her and the ended call. Confusion painted her features as she processed his abrupt dismissal. But then reality settled over her like morning mist clearing from a mountainside, and a smile bloomed across her lips. Miguel’s methods mattered little to her grand design. Whether he chose poison or blade, stealth or violence, the outcome remained unchanged. Cole and Elliana would be killed, and she needed only to wait for confirmation of their deaths. Latest content published on find{n}ovel.net
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