A Thousand Faces Hide The Genius Heiress' Wrath

sister? You're going to learn your lesson today!" Laurie Edwards snarled, her

vast mansion, silencing the servants who stood as st

ame quivering as she clenched her teeth tightly, bearing t

ou needed, and offered you a place

on streaks, her face turning pale. Yet, her gaze remained steady, lit with

xertion, Laurie stood with one hand resting on

nothing wrong?" Janice met Laurie's gaz

g stance. Gripping the whip tightly, she declared,

rie's arm, her eyes brimming with tears as she implored, "Mom! Please, no more h

, patting Delilah's hand gently, warmth flooding her voice. "She's just malicious. In her desperate bid for

welling up in her eyes as she faced the tight-knit pai

rike on Janice, her words icy and biting as the sting radi

ah invariably ended with Janice taking the blame. No matter her arguments

accused Janice of pushing her, and their parents

od, she seemed to hold a lesser place in t

ng more than a schemer, always out t

all, I've take her place as your daughter for over a decade. If I were in her shoes, I'd probab

clever ruse to cast Janice further into disfavo

a silent tally of grievances against her

the harsh present. She locked eyes with Laurie,

so thoughtful and polite! If you were even half as considerate, I'd be over the

ce more, the pudding I handed her had no mango in

ve us about such things." Laurie, her faith in Delilah unsha

icately woven with vulnerability. "If it eases

s gaze hardened, her grip on her whip tightening, her authority palpable. "If you don't want to apologize, that's entirely up to

ai

Janice, sending a deep s

y given in, desperate for a sliver of

t. But they coaxed Janice into surrendering it, s

ards family's daughter had been obscu

sacrifices stre

n their favor, Janice had given

up her design draft for the fashion cont

d as Janice remained silent.

hat will she do if she hands over her draft to me? Though I feel confident about winning, I..." She paus

urie locked eyes with Janice with a penetrating stare. "I'l

uneven breath. "Mom, aren't I your daughter t

daughter, but you

heart completely. She closed her eyes, her voice

ten too yielding, her design skills were top-notch. With Janice'

tly flung the whip aside and offered Delilah a warm smile. "With Janice's design draft, yo

ul grin. Yet, shortly after, a timid look crossed her face as she

e on Janice. "If she harbors any resentment, she'll find herself out on the

stealing her design?" Delilah'

bit of her involvement is obl

nice, her heart sinking deeper

durance and compro

gh as the final remnants of her hopes disintegrated,