The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 287 Past And Pain

After scrutinizing and eyeing Elvis, Ziana turned to Mr. and Mrs. Menter and asked calmly, “Are the two of you using this information to threaten me? What is your agenda?”

To Ziana, the Menter family would never reveal her daughter’s information to her this easily.

They must have had an ulterior motive.

The excited looks on Mr. and Mrs. Menter’s faces suddenly froze.

“No, we do not have any. We just came to see you,” Mrs. Menter quickly replied.

Ziana looked at the couple and noticed they had aged quite a bit. Yet, all she could think of was their cruel and ruthless faces from over two decades ago when they took her child away.

She was in a deep slump at that time after receiving the terrible news of her husband’s death. When she finally snapped out of it, her child had already been taken away from her and had disappeared without a trace.

The pain she experienced that night was so excruciating that she wondered if anyone else could understand. And her parents’ cold, cruel gaze and brutal ways had made her thoroughly understand that she had nothing left.

It had been many years, but the pain did not fade away with the passage of time. Instead, that experience had left her heartbroken and traumatized.

Ziana’s eyes were devoid of warmth. She replied guardedly, “You have seen me now, so just say whatever you came to say.”

She subconsciously moved to stand in front of Isabella. To Ziana, since these people had the gall to hurt her daughter, they now might even have ill intentions towards her beloved mentee.

Ziana’s actions were out of instinct. It did not occur to her that, in reality, members of the Menter family could not harm Isabella, given her identity.

However, seeing her instinctively defensive movement, Mr. Menter and his wife felt a sharp ache in their hearts.

They realized that, to Ziana, they were no longer her parents but enemies.

Enemies who would intentionally hurt the people she cared about!

“We’re not…” Mrs. Menter’s voice choked as she tried to explain.

It’s human nature that as people grow old, they would tend to reflect on the past and realize their past mistakes. Then they would begin to regret, using familial ties as an excuse to make amends.

However, to Ziana, some damages were just irreparable.

Being hurt by a family member was even more soul-crushing.

understood how deep the

quickly spoke up, “Aunt Ziana, you’ve misunderstood. Grandpa and grandma just wanted to see you after all these years. They

Ziana questioned Mr. and Mrs. Menter coldly, “You missed me?

swear!” Mrs. Menter insisted as

nodded silently, both of them looking hopefully at Ziana, hoping to see a trace of

on the contrary, Ziana’s eyes only

compassionate, huh? Well, I miss my daughter

as she was questioning herself. Her eyes were blank and broken, exuding a strong sense of sorrow

saw Ziana’s reaction. They felt faint

also knelt before them until her knees were battered and bled, begging them to

Menter clenched her chest

not help but be moved. Even though she was just an outsider, she could tell

as a teardrop slowly formed from the corner of

she was the one who first suggested sending

fiancé and eloping with another

family and thus wanted to bring Ziana back to teach her a lesson, making her realize the severity of her wrongdoing.

the child she gave birth to with some unknown promiscuous man, it naturally shouldn’t exist.

but finally changed her mind when she met the

send the child far away.

of losing her lover, she also desperately had to search for her child. Yet, what awaited her back home

three months later, she had already turned into

hatred for her parents. They became estranged after she severed all ties with. them. She then began searching for her child which had continued up

her broken and lifeless gaze, she asked, “What do I need

couple, who were already hurting, feel even

their past

“Was the car

couple with dark, hollow eyes, holding onto every bit of emotion that might escape their

widened

shook his head furiously. Mrs. Menter could not bear it any

up, who was

stare at Mr. Menter.

believe us. Yates Sutton’s death really has nothing to do with us.

such plans back then, I didn’t even have time to act on them. Before the person I hired could make a move,

mile a minute as he