Chapter 358


    Chapter 358: Do You Think I Am the Victor?


    “He left for abroad, to carry out Master Summers‘ tasks, never even ncing back at me…” Mia


    Ashworth’s eyes were now thick with hatred, her face twisted in rage.


    ire Donovan didn’t know whether to call Mia foolish or blinded by love. Love unrequited remains


    unrequited, regardless of the sacrifices made. ire shook her head helplessly at Mia’s near madness.


    Mia’s excitement grew as she spoke, her eyes bulging with hate and her fingers whitening from the


    pressure. “I married Benjamin Lyons in a fit of resentment and hate, despising that woman, Winona


    Summers. No matter what I did or how much I gave for Joseph, he only had eyes for her. So, I… ha–


    ha–ha…”


    Herughter was maniacal. She suddenly looked at ire with intense hatred in her eyes, as if seeing


    Winona Summers in her. “When I learned Winona was to marry Frederick Vanderbilt, I was overjoyed,


    prepared a grand gift for their wedding. But then she fled the wedding, ha–ha, and I saw her escaping. I


    followed her, confronted her, and told her I was pregnant with Joseph’s child, and about helping him


    against the Felix. I said a lot, and I saw her face tighten. Ha–ha, I knew she believed it!”


    ire Donovan clenched her fists, her breath catching. Mia’s words confirmed her suspicions about


    why Winona Summers never sought Joseph after fleeing the wedding.


    Heh, so that’s how it was! Mia Ashworth had poisoned her mother’s mind against Joseph with those


    words.


    Even if Winona was initially doubtful, the closeness between Mia and Joseph and the situation with the


    Felix might have convinced her. Perhaps the shock was too much for even a strong–hearted Wino to


    bear.


    Mia continuedughing hysterically, her face a mask of insanity. ire’s eyes darkened, her fingers


    slowly rxing from their clenched state.


    Looking at Mia, she asked each word dripping with significance, “So, do you think you are the victor?”


    “Victor?” Mia suddenly stoppedughing, looking into ire’s eyes, tears streaming down her face,


    “Am I a victor? Ha–ha, am I? Ha–ha…”


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    She cried andughed simultaneously, tears flowing uncontrobly, “ire Donovan, when have you


    ever seen a victor like me? I married a man I didn’t love, endured a loveless marriage, lived a life


    of loneliness and solitude, unable even to confide in my own daughter. Do you think I am a victor?”


    “Hmph,” ire Donovan curled her lip coldly, understanding the burdens that must have weighed on


    Mia


    Ashworth’s heart for many years. Unspoken and unvented, it was only now that she could speak of


    them,


    seeming almost possessed by the revtion.


    Some people are pitiable, yet more so despicable!


    “Mia Ashworth, it was your actions that forced my mother to endure the agony of being ostracized,


    separated from her loved ones, and the absence of fatherly love from the moment I was born. Do you


    think what you did was right?”


    “And what if it was wrong!?” Mia Ashworth suddenly elongated her neck, veins protruding rmingly,


    as she red ferociously at ire Donovan, barking in fury, “Your mother brought it upon herself,


    she deserved it! Is she the victim? Then what about me? Who pities my lifelong suffering?”


    ire Donovan pursed her lips tightly, shaking her head. “You are the architect of your own


    misfortune, attempting to seize a love that was never yours. By causing so much harm, you cannot


    expect anyone’s pity.”


    “I need no one’s pity!” Mia Ashworth roared, her fingers suddenly gripping a wine bottle and mming


    it onto the table. The bottle shattered, sending red wine sshing everywhere. ire Donovan


    remained motionless, her gaze deepening as she watched Mia’s frenzied state.


    Some truths only emerge in moments of breakdown.


    ire watched Mia Ashworth’s outburst, and when her emotions peaked, she deliberately lowered her


    voice, her husky tone catching Mia off guard.


    “Mia Ashworth, you hated my mother so much that after she fled to Silverton, you sent someone to kill


    her. Afraid of legal repercussions, you orchestrated ‘idents‘ to try and end her life, didn’t


    you?”


    idents?


    Mia Ashworth paused, bewildered, staring at ire Donovan, clueless about what she was implying.


    After a moment, she let out a deep, mockingugh. “ire Donovan, I know you’ve been investigating


    the truth behind your mother’s death, desperate to find the real culprit. Haha…”


    after Winona Summers had escaped to Silverton.


    The truth behind Winona Summers‘ death was gradually surfacing, piece by piece, as ire Donovan


    drew closer to the reality hidden within the stories of many.


    After a ten–minute silence in the room, ire Donovan finally stood up. “I’ll give you the ‘Tears of


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    Mia Ashworth quickly opened herptop beside her, looking eagerly at ire Donovan. “The ount


    number, please.”


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