Chapter 195 No Home to Return To
Eliza didn’t believe a single word that came out of Evelyn’s mouth.
She knew Evelyn’s kind too well–whenever there was blame, she would dodge it without a second thought. And the way she panicked when Emilia’s death was mentioned only confirmed Eliza’s suspicions.
“Tell me the truth! How did my mother really die?!”
Eliza lunged forward and grabbed Evelyn by the throat.‘
Evelyn clawed at Eliza’s hands, struggling to breathe. “I–I told you! It’s true! She… she died from massive blood loss during childbirth! She passed away on the operating table–I swear I’m not lying!”
Eliza’s grip only tightened, fury boiling behind her cold eyes.
But before she could go further, Christian stepped forward and caught her wrist.
“I’ll get you answers,” he said firmly. “No matter how hard you push now, they won’t talk. But give it time… she’ll confess on her own.”
He didn’t want Eliza’s hands stained because of people like this.
Eliza didn’t release Evelyn immediately. Instead, she shoved her to the floor with force.
Looking down at Evelyn’s miserable state, Eliza said, “You’re right. Once you realize you’ve lost everything and are drowning in debt, you’ll know exactly how to answer me.”
Evelyn had never seen this terrifying side of Eliza before.
With the guards flanking them, the three members of the Rivers family were escorted out of the Sue family estate.
Christian watched them go, then turned to Eliza. “Ronaldo’s been dying to meet you. He’s just tied up right now, but he’ll be back soon-”
“No need.” Eliza cut him off, her voice cool. “Just because I cooperated with you doesn’t mean I intend to acknowledge the Sue family.”
Christian froze.
“We’re half–siblings, Christian. Nothing more. You don’t need to treat my business like it’s yours. Just leave, me alone, like you did for the past eighteen years.”
Christian didn’t expect this at all.
He quickly turned to the guards. “Don’t let her leave!”
The guards stepped forward, blocking Eliza’s path.
Christian’s voice was tight with urgency. “We didn’t abandon you on purpose. When Emilia passed, the Rivers family claimed the baby died with her. We… we had no idea you were alive.”
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“That’s your problem,” Eliza said simply. “I’m doing just fine on my own. I don’t need a pack of strangers calling themselves my brothers. And I have zero interest in being the so–called Miss Cassandra of the Sue family. It’s nothing but a burden to me.”
She had no patience for this and wasn’t about to argue the point.
Christian looked at her with deep frustration and guilt. He knew it–knew they were to blame for not finding her sooner.
“We can’t change the past,” he said. “But Tristan won’t take no for an answer. He insists that you come home. There’s nothing we can do about that.”
“He’s your brother, not mine,” Eliza replied coldly. “He has no authority over me.”
“You may not acknowledge him as your brother, but he’s still the head of the Sue family,” Christian said, his tone more serious. “And when the head of the Sue family decides something, it gets done. Always.”
Eliza fell silent for a moment.
Christian tried again, gently this time. “Being Miss Cassandra isn’t a bad thing. You won’t have to carry everything on your own anymore. We’ll protect you–you’ll never have to suffer again.”
He attempted a smile. “You love Claire University, right? Then go study there. If you want to go abroad, we’ll arrange it. If you want to see the world, just say the word. I might be the most unreliable of the four of us, but I know how to have fun…”
But his words faded, realizing she wasn’t reacting at all.
Wealth, status–none of it meant anything to her.
Just like Emilia.
Christian remembered the days they had spent with Emilia when they were children. She’d been the same -unimpressed by power, unwilling to bow.
“…Sorry. Not interested.”
Five simple words. But they hit harder than any rejection.
Christian felt the wind go out of him. He had expected his sister to be strong–willed–but she was exactly like Emilia. Unshakable.
He raised a hand wearily. “Let her go.”
The guards hesitated. “But… what do we tell Mr. Ronaldo? If he finds out she left without even meeting him–he might burn the whole place down.”
Christian didn’t budge. “You heard me. Let her go.”
The guards had no choice but to step aside.
And so, without looking back, Eliza walked away–free, untethered, and unwilling to be anyone’s pawn ever again.
