The Heiress Revived from the Ashes (Lauren Bennett) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 The Truth Unleashed

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Now, however, Willow’s head was bare, the patchy remnants of her shaved scalp giving her a bizarre, almost comical “balding” look.

Her once–flawless skin was now dull and lifeless, her face gaunt and weary–strikingly different from the person she once was.

Looking at her now, Laicas felt… nothing.

No sympathy. No affection. Only disgust.

Gripping the cold steel bars between them, he glared at her and demanded, “Tell me the truth, Willow. Who really funded my education?”

She hadn’t expected that he came here for this question. Her eyes flickered, betraying a brief moment of panic. But within seconds, she regained her composure and calmly lie,

“Of course, it was me,” she lied smoothly.

“Stop pretending!” Lucas roared, his patience snapping. “Lauren told me she was the one who sent me that money. Did you trick me? Why?!”

His eyes bore into her, searching for the truth.

The truth he had been too blind to see for years.

Willow’s heart pounded.

He knows.

For the first time, she saw true hatred in Lucas’s eyes.

She knew she could no longer keep up the façade., she let out a sudden, sharp laugh–a sound laced with cruelty and madness.

“Five years! It took you five damn years to figure it out? You are really a foolish idiot!”

Her words were dripping with mockery.

“That’s right! Lauren was the one who funded you. She worked herself to the bone, sent you every penny she earned, while she herself could barely afford to eat! And what did you do with her money? Buy designer clothes? Strut around campus pretending to be rich?”

She laughed even harder, her frail body shaking with mirth.

“God, you should’ve seen yourself! Every time you used her money to buy me gifts, trying to impress me, I nearly died laughing! You really thought you were some kind of prince charming? Please! Lauren was nothing but a pitiful, naive fool. She deserved to suffer!”

Her voice trembled with a bitter edge.

“The contemptible woman, how can she compared to me? She was betrayed by her own parents, her brother, and her childhood friend–she deserves it. She was born into luxury while I…” Willow’s voice hitched, rage flashing in her eyes.

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Chapter 200 The Truth Unleashed

She had spent her entire life resenting Lauren for having what she never could.

A prestigious last name. A future paved in gold. A life meant for her.

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Stealing Lauren’s identity, watching her struggle, seeing her thrown into prison–reveling in the sight of the wealthy heiress struggling beneath her heel.

Her insane and venomous words struck him like a knife to the heart, sending waves of pain through him. His face contorted in agony as he gritted his teeth and roared

“Willow Bennett ! You vile woman!” His voice was hoarse, filled with a deep–seated rage that made him resemble a feral beast.

The betrayal. The deceit.

In contrast, Willow lifted her chin and laughed even more recklessly, her disheveled appearance making her look like a malevolent spirit.

Once, Lucas was one of Hollanale’s most renowned lawyers, ambitious and full of promise. Back then, he held significant value for her. He had been nothing more than a tool to her. Naturally, she had played her of a caring woman.

part well–sweet, gentle, the perfect imag

But now?

Lucas found himself confined to a wheelchair, his legs broken, draped in wrinkled, cheap clothing, his complexion sickly and pale. He reeked of filth, the unmistakable stench of someone who hadn’t bathed in far too long.

To someone as selfish as Willow, he was no longer of any use. Why would she bother to flatter him or maintain their facade?

And Lauren-

He had destroyed the only person who had ever truly cared about him.

Veins bulged in his arms as he slammed his fists against the steel, his entire body shaking.

“You devil!” His scream was guttural, animalistic.

But Willow?

She only smirked, her hollowed–out eyes glinting with sick pleasure.

“Oh, come on, Lucas,” she cooed, voice dripping with venom. “You were so blinded by your obsession with me, so desperate to be my lapdog, that you never once questioned anything. Pathetic. Let me guess the reason you know that it was Lauren, who supported you back then and not me is because she told you herself, isn’t it?”

She paused for a moment, a malicious smile spreading across her face before she continued

“You finally begged Lauren for forgiveness, didn’t you? No matter how much you beg, she won’t forgive you anymore?”

She burst into cruel laughter, clutching her stomach as if it physically hurt from amusement.