The weighty accusation from Mrs. Caddel lingered ominously in the atmosphere, reflecting the harsh reality of Camellia’s current situation. Her heart raced, pounding in her chest as if it might explode.
“Mrs. Caddel?” Camellia murmured, her voice barely audible. The name was a painful reminder she had desperately tried to erase from her life.
The woman in black emerged from the limousine, moving stiffly, each step a poignant reminder of her sorrow. Her dark eyes held a harsh intensity as she locked her gaze on Camellia. Once vibrant and full of life, the woman’s features were now marked by deep grief, transforming her into a figure of bitterness.
“Yes… you monster,” Mrs. Caddel spat, her voice low and filled with venom. “You took my son from me; you took my only child and shattered my f
