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Chapter 1270 Clues of Tina’s Whereabouts

Cynthia knew Sonia felt disgusted by the state of Cynthia’s legs and became nauseated. However, Sonia fought the urge to vomit because she didn’t want to upset Cynthia, so that was why she reacted this way.

Still, Cynthia wasn’t angered by Sonia’s reaction. Perhaps it was true at the start that she could not accept the fact that others reacted in such a way whenever they saw her legs. If she noticed it, she would be incensed and throw a fit.

However, after seeing it time and time again, she slowly got used to it, and eventually, she could even take it in stride without letting it affect her. After all, what could anger do for her?

Would her legs recover? Thus, instead of being bothered by other people’s reactions, she figured it would be better to focus on her state of mind.

“It’s hard to stomach, isn’t it, Miss Reed?” Cynthia calmly rearranged the skirt to hide her legs once more.

Sonia took a few deep breaths to regain her composure. She had a complicated look in her eyes as she stared at Cynthia before she nodded gently. “I was a bit shocked. Your legs…”

“Tina Gray did this.” Cynthia kept her cool as she informed Sonia of the culprit behind her suffering.

Sonia hummed in acknowledgment. “I guessed as much. You just told me you hate Tina, and then you showed me your legs, so it was easy enough for me to figure out who did it. But why did she do it?”

“What other reason could there be? Jealousy, of course.” Cynthia snorted. “It all happened years ago. It was about seven or eight years ago, I think. Once, I went shopping with Tina, and she took a liking to a little black dress from Doir. It was a short bodycon dress, and the slim-fit cutting meant that it highlighted the wearer’s figure a lot. Anyone whose figure was a little less than ideal would look like a trainwreck in the dress, but Tina loved it so much and insisted on trying it on anyway.

at the time, and the sales assistant then said that my legs looked good and that

were bloodshot and filled with

have been to be scalded

nothing

had not been for the sudden appearance of a maid and Tina being afraid that she’d be labeled a killer, I’m willing to bet that she would not have called an ambulance for me. She would’ve loved to see me die, just like that. When I was writhing around on the floor in pain, she stood right beside me and

to me, shedding crocodile tears and insisting that she didn’t do it on purpose.

a huge kettle like that slip out of her hand so easily? Also, if it had been an accident, she would’ve called the ambulance from the start and tried to help me ease the pain. Why would she have stood on

did it to me on purpose, I couldn’t tell anyone else. I had to try and convince myself that she didn’t do it on purpose because I knew that my family relied on the Gray Family’s support. My parents could use this opportunity to gain more benefits from the Gray Family. Either way, my lot in life is to be sacrificed for the family’s glory anyway, so I was willing to forgive her if it meant my

the scars on your legs, but I could tell there were scars made from other kinds

stitches for scalded skin. The scars left from stitches came from the second time Tina hurt me. Soon after I left the hospital, it was Tina’s birthday. I was one of her lackeys, so naturally, I was invited, and I went. During the party, the birthday girl had to pour the champagne down the tower herself. She stood on a stool and poured the champagne as planned at first, but halfway through, she yelped and started falling toward the champagne tower. Although someone caught her in time and stopped her fall, her hand smacked against the champagne tower. And I was right in front of the champagne tower at that time. Over ten layers of champagne glasses

couldn’t escape,” Sonia stated

fully recovered yet and was still in a wheelchair. The champagne tower came down too quickly. Even someone with fully functioning legs might not have been able to escape in time, let alone someone in a wheelchair. I was buried under all the champagne glasses, which shattered all around me. The stitches I got were for the cuts I got from the shards of glass. It wasn’t just my legs. I had cuts all over my body.

you mention it,” Sonia

several times, and every single time, Cynthia was

little of it since everyone had their tastes

now found out the reason behind Cynthia’s