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Dressed in a high-end Chanel-style dress with meticulously applied makeup, Madison closely followed behind.
Compared to her thin appearance four years ago, Madison had now blossomed into a picture of health and beauty, with red lips and white teeth.
“Vena, I miss you so much,” Harriet said, her voice filled with emotion.
Venessa gently pushed her away and gave a slight bow. “Hello, Mrs. Pierce.”
Harriet was taken aback. “Vena, you…”
Venessa remained silent.
Five days after she was imprisoned four years ago, Alaric had drafted a declaration of disownment in front of the Lorimer family.
They even brought it to the prison for her to sign.
Afterward, she changed her name to Venessa Windsor.
Others might not be aware, but Harriet was indeed knowledgeable about this matter.
Perhaps driven by guilt, Harriet’s tears abruptly fell. Her voice was gentle and filled with affection as she said, “Vena, it’s all in the past now. Let’s not bring up what happened before. You look rather pale. Are you sick?”
Venessa nonchalantly shook her head.
Gently, Madison consoled, “Mom, Venessa must have had a tough time in prison. Don’t be upset. What matters is that she’s back home safely.”
Harriet nodded with relief. “Yes, safety is what matters most. Nothing else is important.”
Madison pulled out a box of pastries from her bag. “Venessa, are you hungry? These are pastries that Cole gave me. Would you like to try some?”
Her eyes were crystal clear, always revealing a sense of timidity and humility when she looked at Venessa. The sight of her stirred a sense of pity in others.
It was just like it had been four years ago.
However, when she mentioned Cole Lockwood’s name, there was an undeniable hint of pride in her voice.
Cole was the pain etched in Venessa’s heart.
She glanced at Madison but didn’t say a word or accept the pastries.
Confronted with Venessa’s indifference, Gabe barked, “Madison kindly brought you some pastries. Why won’t you eat them? Those are her favorite pastries! After spending several years in prison, have you lost even the most basic manners?”
Observing Gabe’s visibly irritated demeanor, Harriet shot him a stern look. “You are not allowed to curse at your sister!”
She then gently took hold of Venessa’s arm, offering words of comfort. “Vena, don’t take your brother’s words to heart. As long as I’m here, no one can bully you.”
Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with genuine guilt and heartache for Venessa.
Numbly, Venessa withdrew her hand and took a step back, maintaining a distance from Harriet.
This scene fueled Gabe’s irritation once more. “Venessa, don’t push your luck!”
“Gabe, will you ever stop? Your sister just got out of prison. Why on earth are you losing your temper at her?” Harriet scolded.
“Mom, you can’t always let her have her way!” Gabe’s anger flared up again. He growled at Venessa, “It was one thing for you to show your displeasure to me and Madison, but why on earth did you have to act that way toward Mom? She’s been losing sleep and skipping meals because of you! The Pierce family treated you like a princess for eighteen years, providing you with everything you needed without you lifting a finger. The Pierce family owes you nothing! Drop your high and mighty attitude right now, or go back to prison!”
Venessa couldn’t help but laugh bitterly in her heart.
No matter what she did, it was always wrong. It felt as if she were a piece of trash, kicked around at their whim, and she wasn’t supposed to have any emotions, let alone express them.
Seeing that Venessa remained silent, Harriet was somewhat displeased.
But she still reprimanded Gabe, “Your sister endured hardship for four years. Her mindset hasn’t recovered yet. Stop berating her!”
She then softly said to Venessa, “Your grandma knew you were coming home today, and her spirits lifted considerably! Head over to the nearby hotel, get a room, and take a shower. Freshen up and dress nicely before you see her in the hospital. Don’t worry, you’re still my daughter, and I love you just as much as before.”
Really? Can a shattered mirror ever be made whole again?
Upon hearing these words of affection, Venessa felt no emotion.
She nodded, her face expressionless, and turned to leave.
Arriving at the hotel next to the hospital, she realized she was penniless and couldn’t afford a room.
She turned to leave and unexpectedly bumped into a solid figure.
A throbbing pain pulsed in her forehead.
“Ms. Pierce?” A voice laced with a hint of cold indifference rang out.
Venessa’s heart gave a shudder when she heard that familiar voice.
Her already frozen body felt as if it had been torn open, filled with an even more biting cold wind.
Looking up, she saw that familiar and handsome face.
It was Cole, the son of the Lockwood family, the third most prestigious family in Jexburgh, and her ex-fiancé.
Venessa gave a bow and greeted him expressionlessly, “Hello, Mr. Lockwood.”
Observing her thin clothing and gaunt cheeks, as if she had been seriously ill, Cole asked, “Ms. Pierce, did you just get released today?”
“Yes…” Venessa nodded gently.
The air fell silent for a good ten seconds.
Venessa didn’t utter another word, which completely threw Cole for a loop.
She used to be quite the chatterbox, always chattering non-stop in his ear.
He disliked women who talked too much, and although he didn’t distance himself from her due to her talkativeness, he would unabashedly show his disdain.
Occasionally, when she thoroughly annoyed him, he would tell her to shut up.
Whenever she noticed he was upset, she would sing to cheer him up.
Her voice was melodious and pleasing to the ears, and she sang beautifully.
However, even after she finished singing, her mouth kept on chattering incessantly.
