The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1540

"Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me." Wynter stepped forward and continued, "Before all this, whatever you did, I could choose to ignore it because I truly believed you were the only person Grandma had left.

"18 years ago, I was brought back to the Yates family, taking the place of Grandma's granddaughter. Though my parents were far from perfect, Grandma always doted on me. Because of that, I didn't end up growing up in that village known for human trafficking.

"I felt guilty, thinking I took someone else's fortune. I know this is a debt I must repay. That's why I've tolerated you for so long." Wynter's gaze bore into her, deep and unwavering, devoid of emotion.

"But your reaction today confirms what I've suspected all along—you're not Grandma's actual granddaughter. You're that couple's child."

Hearing this, Yvette clenched her fists and dropped the pitiful act.

Her expression shifted, and venom dripped from her voice as she screamed at Wynter, "So, am I supposed to be a villain because of that? Was it my choice to be born as a human trafficker's daughter?"

"Do you think that's unfair?" Wynter asked calmly.

Yvette's eyes glinted with hatred. "Of course it's unfair! Why do others get to live good lives while I had to grow up in a rural village?"

Wynter's gaze hardened. "Which is why, even as a child, you helped your parents deceive people. You made it easier for them to kidnap those kids.

"You hated them. You wanted to make those children suffer, to have them live lives worse than yours, so you could feel some kind of twisted balance."

Yvette hadn't expected Wynter to know this. Her eyes flickered, and she bit into her lower lip as memories from the past rushed back, caught between the fear of having her dark past exposed and the excitement she felt back then.

"They were fools who were only interested in snacks and games! Give them a little treat, and they'd follow me without question."

Her laughter turned almost maniacal. "Even your beloved Charlie was the same! And you, too—you let yourself get played by others but never learned. You were dumped, kicked out of the Yates family, and mocked by everyone at school.

"Do you really think all of that was entirely my fault? It was your own fault! You were foolish beyond belief!

"So what if the Quinnell family took you back? You still died in some forgotten place in the end! You brought all of that on yourself. How was that my fault? I just went along with everyone else."

Wynter watched her rant as she rubbed her fingertips, as if sensing something. "So, was my ending death in your previous life?"