My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 1074:

What she heard left her reeling—Kelsey had arranged for someone to collect DNA samples from both Carrie and herself, and now Jacob was actually thinking about handing over the family fortune to Carrie.

How could that be right? After everything she’d endured to earn her place in this family, how could some stranger show up and take it all away?

She’d played her role perfectly. Inside the house, she was polite, gentle, and obedient. Outside, she pushed herself relentlessly. She wasn’t born gifted—far from it. What others grasped in one try took her ten, maybe a hundred.

No one but her knew how much she’d sacrificed just to reach this point.

What had kept her going all these years was one simple belief: the Hinks couldn’t have children, and as their only daughter, she would naturally inherit everything. That future was supposed to be hers.

And once she had her own child, they would carry the title she’d never fully earned—a real Hinks heir, free from the shadow of being “the fake one.”

But Carrie’s sudden appearance shattered that quiet plan.

Wasn’t it enough that Carrie already had the Morrison family behind her? Why did she have to steal this life too?

And Kelsey—her so-called mother—claimed Carrie was nothing but a blood source. Yet the moment death became real, all those reassurances disappeared without a trace.

A bitter smile tugged at Alethea’s lips.

These rich families… even the ones perched at the very top like the Hinks. When push came to shove, they were no better than the desperate souls she’d grown up with in that orphanage. Maybe worse.

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Alethea’s gaze darkened, and the hunger in her eyes wasn’t just cold. It was lethal.

There was no way she could let Carrie walk away from this. And Kelsey? She had to go too.

Others might share that rare Bombay blood type, sure. If Kelsey ran into someone else like Carrie, she’d probably empty out the family’s entire inheritance just to cling to life.

But if both of them died—and if one’s death could be blamed on the other—it’d be the perfect ending. No loose threads. No guilt. Just a clean escape.

Her eyes stayed locked on the heavy wooden door, like she could burn a hole through it and catch a glimpse of Kelsey on the other side.

She said quietly, “My dear mother, I once believed I could be the daughter you deserved, hoping you’d spend your later years without worry. I even thought that if I inherited the Hinks family, I’d do everything I could to track down someone overseas with the Bombay blood type for you.noveldrama

I saw you as my own mother, but you never truly saw me as your daughter. Since that’s how things are, you can’t hold this against me. Besides, your time was already slipping away. Passing away quietly is far better than spending your days terrified.”

Aliza’s lips barely moved, as though the words were meant only for her own ears.

Everyone lived for their own benefit.

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