The Kiss that Sparked it All

“Did you know? Victoria had penned a farewell note long before any of us suspected, your so-called foolproof plan was as leaky as a sieve. She was your sister, for heaven’s sake. Did you really think she couldn’t see through your little schemes? You despised her so much that you plotted her demise, yet she never once regretted trusting you. She’d gobble up anything you cooked with relish, and in the end, she met her maker at your hands.”

Ivy’s words were preposterous, and Mara let out a scornful laugh, “Do you take me for an idiot? You expect me to just swallow whatever tale you spin? Even if I were a fool, Victoria wasn’t. If I was out to poison her, why on earth would she obediently eat anything I made? What a joke. Ivy, you might be an actress, but please spare me the melodrama meant to prove her deep affection for me. It’s a wasted effort.”

Ivy looked down at Mara with a pitying expression that really got under her skin, “There’s something else you should know. Haven’t you always been indignant that there’s a huge difference between the two of you, despite the fact that you and Victoria were blood? She was the belle of the ball, and you were just… ordinary. Academics came to her as easily as breathing, while you struggled. Haven’t you ever wondered why?”

Mara didn’t hesitate with her response, “Why? Because she loved showing off and being the center of attention. None of you have the right to speak forgiveness on my behalf.”

Ivy actually laughed, “It’s a shame, really. Victoria did so much for you, and in the end, she couldn’t even get a word of gratitude. Was it worth it?”

“What are you rambling on about? I’m warning you, Ivy. Don’t think that just because you seem to have the upper hand now, I won’t come after you. We’ve got a long road ahead. no me.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

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Mara’s threat was clear, but Balfour’s face turned grim. He positioned himself protectively in front of Ivy, “Let’s hear her out before jumping to conclusions. And I won’t let y Ivy again.”

Seeing Balfour so defending another woman made Mara’s blood boil. All her years of effort, of painstakingly playing the role of another, had been for naught.

Where had she fallen short?

“You’re not Victoria’s biological sister. You were just an abandoned baby found in a trash bin outside the hospital where Victoria was born, and then picked up out of Elton’s kindness.”

“You’re lying! I am Victoria’s real sister, not some foundling!”

Mara’s head held high, like a swan about to have its neck wrung. She refused to believe Ivy’s wild tales. They were just another attempt to crush her, to prove she wasn’t worthy of Balfour.

But she was meant for Balfour. They had known each other for years, while Ivy had only been in the picture for a moment.

“If you don’t believe me, go ahead and check the hospital records for a blood type match with whatever Victoria left behind. The records of Elton bringing you home are clear as day in the hospital archives. Victoria was just too kind-hearted. Even when she realized what you were planning to do to her, she never thought to reveal the truth to you. If she had been cruel enough to tell you back then, could you have still been so ruthless? You’re nothing but a foundling, and you should be grateful! You couldn’t surpass her because you were never her equal. You usurped her life, took everything she had, even her last breath. What gives you the right to stand before me?”