Chapter 38

Elena stood politely on the outer side of the circle of mourners. She had no intention of intruding, only wanting to pay her last respects.

But she was only three meters away from the tomb when Isabella suddenly stepped forward.

Plak!

A hard slap landed on Elena’s cheek. The sound of the slap made everyone fall silent.

Elena looked down, holding her breath. Her eyes were red, but she remained calm.

“Shameless!” shouted Isabella, her voice echoing. “You came here to laugh at the Lancasters, didn’t you? And what do you mean by coming here after making such a fuss over everyone with your confession? On the day my son died?”

Elena swallowed, her voice low. “What are you talking about, Miss Isabella? I only came to honor David...”

“Woe! Elena, you have no heart!” Isabella shouted again. “You chose the day of David’s death to reveal Alva’s identity. What do you want? Sympathy? Publicity? Or do you want the Lancaster family legacy, huh?”

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