Chapter 47 Storage Room
At the end of the hallway was the storage room; Lauren’s room. Could it be….
A suspicion crept into Willow’s mind, and a surge of hatred welled up inside her. Lauren, you slut. You actually dare to seduce Kenneth right under my nose? Looks like I haven’t taught you a good enough lesson yet.
Even as these thoughts filled her mind. Willow’s face remained bright with a smile. “Kenneth, where did you go?”
Kenneth’s response was dismissive. “Just taking a walk. It’s getting late. I should head out. His expression was as composed as
ever.
Willow looked reluctant, “Stay and have lunch before you go.
“No need.” Without that, Kenneth turned and left. Willow’s gaze followed his figure until he disappeared completely from sight. Then, she turned toward the tightly shut door at the end of the hallway, her eyes narrowing as jealousy filled her heart.
She turned and beamed at Alice. “Mom, it’s almost time for lunch. I’ll go upstairs and call Lauren”
Alice nodded in approval as she watched Willow happily dash upstairs, her eyes filled with motherly affection
But Willow’s real intention wasn’t to call Lauren down for lunch; it was to check if Lauren was in Elliot’s bedroom. And sure enough, when she pushed open the door, Lauren was nowhere to be found.
Looking at the lavish, princess–themed decor, Willow gritted her teeth. Ever since Lauren was hospitalized, Elliot had immediately hired people to renovate the room.
She had underestimated Lauren. In just a few short days after returning home, she had already stolen his attention.
A cruel glint flashed in Willow’s eyes. If Lauren wasn’t in the bedroom, then she had to be in the storage room. The mere thought of Lauren and Kenneth being in that tiny space together lit a fire of hatred so intense it nearly consumed her sanity.
Elliot’s love belonged to her. Kenneth also belonged to her. Lauren, you shameless thing. How dare you lay claim to what isn’t yours? You deserve to die.
Her hatred for Lauren deepened, and in that instant, she had already come up with a plan. She hurried downstairs.
Alice asked after noticing she was alone, Willow, where’s Lauren?”
Willow looked disappointed. “She wasn’t in Elliot’s bedroom. She must have gone back to her own room.”
Alice’s expression stiffened. She already knew Lauren was staying in the storage room. The moment Elliot had taken her there. Alice’s heart had ached so much it felt like it might stop beating.
She couldn’t fathom how Lauren had endured three whole years in that dark and damp space without a window. So when Elliot decided to renovate his own bedroom into a princess–themed room as a surprise for Lauren, Alice wholeheartedly supported it, hoping it would ease the tension between them.
But from the moment Lauren woke up until now, there had been no gratitude or emotion.
Fine, she could accept that. But now Lauren had gone back to the storage room, as if purposely rubbing salt into her wounds. Alice looked both heartbroken and frustrated. She was upset that Lauren’s actions were so cold and resentful.
Just as she was about to get up and go to the storage room herself, Willow stopped her. “Mom, let me go instead. Lauren and I are the same age so it’ll be easier for me to talk to her.”
Alice sank back into the couch. Willow was right. Lauren was just a junior. Was she, as the elder, supposed to humble herself and go begging?
Absolutely outrageous. With that thought, Alice gestured for Willow to call Lauren.
The moment Willow turned away, her face turned into something sinister.
She walked up to the storage room door, and without bothering to knock, she pushed it open.
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Chapter 47 Storage Room
Lauren’s eyes snapped open, her gaze cold as she said. “Get out.”
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Willow let out a laugh, as if she had just heard the funniest joke in the world. “You’re telling me to get out! Do you even have the right to say that?”
She crossed her arms over her chest, looking down at Lauren with nothing but contempt. “Don’t think you can act all high and mighty just because you’re Mom and Dad’s biological daughter, Open your eyes and see for yourself! Who do they truly care about? So what if you’re the real heiress? You’re still just an unloved nobody
Tilting her chin up arrogantly, she sneered. Let me warn you! Kenneth is my man. Someone like you has no business eyeing
him
Lauren remained calm. She slowly sat up and stood face–to–face with Willow Your man! Then why can’t you even keep an eye on him? If you could, would Kenneth have chased me all the way to the storage room and refused to let me marry the guy from the Brooker family?”
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