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Chapter 95: Laying Cards Down (2)

Author: Ena Starr
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Eva patted her shoulder in support before waltzing out. Quietly, Olivia shuffled out behind her, not meeting her mother's eyes.

Alice’s eyes burned with hatred, but she held her tongue, waiting for Flora to continue.

Flora leaned back, her voice steady and controlled as the door closed behind Olivia and Eva. “First, let’s address the obvious. You’ve been living here as if this house belongs to you. It doesn’t. You’re a guest here, Alice. And while my father’s in the hospital, I’ll be taking control of everything he owns, including this house.”

Alice’s nostrils flared, but she remained silent, her eyes flickering with barely contained rage.

“Second,” Flora continued, “there will be no more tampering with legal documents or tests. The court is already aware of the first incident, and any further attempts to undermine my position will be met with legal action.”

Her stepmother's lips twitched, but she said nothing, her gaze fixed on Flora.

Flora paused, letting
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