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.

deep the rift was between his aunt

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

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

Menter insisted as she nodded repeatedly.

at Ziana, hoping to see a trace of

eyes only reflected hatred and

now loving and compassionate, huh? Well, I miss my daughter too.

She was questioning the elderly couple as much as she was questioning herself. Her eyes were

they saw Ziana’s reaction. They felt faint momentarily as

until her knees were

clenched her chest silently

Lindon, who was sitting in the car, could not help but be moved. Even though she was just

as a teardrop slowly formed from

one who first suggested sending Ziana’s child

that Ziana had acted immorally by betraying her fiancé and eloping with another man. Such a daughter brought shame

to bring Ziana

birth to with some unknown promiscuous man, it naturally

but finally changed her mind when she met

to send the

with the pain of losing her lover, she also desperately had to search for her child. Yet, what awaited her back home were her parents, who proceeded to lock her up

had already

all ties with. them. She then began searching for her child which had continued up to this day. She even considered the possibility that her child might have

stared at the elderly couple with her broken and lifeless gaze, she asked, “What do

pained expression made the elderly couple, who were

profoundly regretful for their past actions and their

“Was the car accident Yates

hollow eyes, holding onto every bit

couple suddenly widened their eyes

Menter shook his head

Mrs. Menter up, who was looking extremely pale and

to stare

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

time to act on them. Before the person I hired

a minute as he defended himself.