Chapter 196


    Chapter 196 So Ungrateful


    Officer Jackson’s brow creased, and he looked like he was about to say something but then thought


    better of it. After a beat, he asked, “Have you ever met this Silvana big shot? Did you notice anything


    off about him?”


    I shook my head. “Nope, what’s up?”


    He bit his l*p and took a deep breath, talking more to himself, “Maybe I’m just reading into things too


    much.” He paused, then decided, “Okay, go see your sister.”


    I had this nagging feeling he was holding back something he wanted to say, but it seemed like he


    thought it was not quite right to voice it.


    I was curious, but I did not press him for more.


    Officer Jackson led me to a small room with a ss divider. It was not long before Moore appeared on


    the other side, handcuffs on her wrists. When she saw me, a chilly smirk danced across her face. She


    had guessed I woulde.


    She looked worn out, and I figured it was not just the police station getting to her, but the strain of a


    tough pregnancy.


    She plopped down across from me and grabbed the inte with a sneer. “Wow, you showed up


    quicker than I thought you would.”


    I bit my l*p. There was a time when I felt like she was a real sister to me, but now she had ruined any


    warm feelings I once had for her.


    I kept my cool and said, “You’re after Dad’s inheritance, and I’m not going to fight you for it. But Mom’s


    not in Lake City right now, so I can’t call the shots.”


    She arched an eyebrow. “You’re not going to fight me? You’d really let me have a piece of the Scotts‘


    fortune?”


    Her eyes were full of scorn, but I kept my face nk. “Look, when Mom and Dad adopted you, they


    meant it. They treated you like their own. So whether I like it or not, if you want your share, it’s not for


    me to stop you.”


    She let out a bitterugh. “Their own daughter? Nice try, Yvette. If they really saw me that way, why did


    they always keep me at arm’s length? You got all the good stuff–first pick of everything at home, the


    best schools, the top jobs, and even the best guys to marry. They might have called me a Scott, but


    they were always scared I’d outshine you. They set you up with cars and houses… but what did they


    ever give me?”


    I watched her, her face a mix of hurt and defiance, and I just could not take any more of her


    Ever since I could remember, my parents had always treated her and me equally, giving us the same


    things. Even though she was older, Mom always seemed to give her a bit more.


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    Chapter 196 So Ungrateful


    Our schools were a different story, as they were chosen based on what we passed the entrance exams


    for fair and square. Choosing to work at thepany was all me. She, on the other hand,nded a gig


    at Young Corporation after graduation. Dad thought she had better prospects, so he never pushed her


    to join the family business. Then, out of the blue, she got tangled up with Noah and ended up marrying


    the guy. Noah was a big deal in Lake City back then, but shortly after their wedding, his empire


    crumbled, and they both left the country.


    She left just as I was graduating. Thanks to her selling me out five years prior, Dad was on my case, so


    I was thrown into thepany trenches the minute I got my diploma. Me marrying Mr. Perfect? That


    was a joke.


    When Scott Corporation hit the skids, dad did not think twice about using me to seal a deal with a


    marriage alliance.


    In her eyes, it did not matter what our folks did, or what I did: she would find fault with it all.


    I did not want to fight, but I could not hold back. “Moore, let’s be real. The biggest mistake our parents


    ever made was adopting you. Even pet dogs know how to be thankful. It’s no wonder your own folks


    ditched you.”


    “Yvette!” Moore’s eyes zed with fury as she snapped back at me, “Shut your mouth! What gives you


    the right to judge me?”


    I was used to her fiery temper by now. Through the thick ss, I watched her fall apart with a cool


    detachment. “Moore, you and I both know I’m no saint. I don’t forgive and forget, especially the dirty


    tricks you’ve pulled over the years. I heard you might be locked up for a couple of years. Honestly,


    that’s way too short for me. But no worries, I’ll wait. We’ve got plenty of time.”


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    Chapter 197 No Evidence on Either Side