Chapter 830: Chapter 830

Emily Allen’s voice was pitiful, seemingly accusing something.

The onlookers who heard this couldn’t help but flash a trace of inquiry in their eyes.

After all, the Allen family used to be considered wealthy, but now they had fallen into ruin.

Charlotte Thompson laughed as if she had heard some kind of joke. She turned around, her gaze landing on Emily Allen’s face, with a hint of sarcasm in her expression.

"Emily, so in your eyes, all those things you did to me were acts of care?"

As she spoke, Charlotte lowered her gaze, advancing step by step towards Emily.

"Is the so-called care from your Allen family forcing my mother to death? Making me kneel in the snow in the dead of winter? Is it killing Aunt Watson, the only person who ever cared for me and was good to me?"

Remembering everything she had experienced in the Allen household, Charlotte felt as if her heart was being ruthlessly stirred by a curved knife.

She would never forget her mother’s pale smile, nor could she ever forget Aunt Watson’s body, emaciated from illness.

But back then, there was nothing she could do.

She could only live humbly in the Allen household, praying they would show her some mercy.

Yet in the end, she still lost that little bit of hope she had. Latest content published on novｅlfire.net

It had been personally destroyed by the Allen family members.

If it weren’t for the Thompson Family finding her, Charlotte felt she would have lost all hope of living.

So, when Ethan Allen came looking for her back then, there wasn’t a trace of sentiment in Charlotte’s heart.

The Allen family had made her lose everything she cherished, so why couldn’t she make the Allen family pay a price?

Now, seeing Emily’s face before her, Charlotte found it laughable.

Charlotte’s demeanor made it difficult for Emily to breathe, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Don’t call me sister, Emily. I certainly don’t have a sister like you," said Charlotte, unmercifully.

"No, you can’t do this, Charlotte, how can you be so heartless?"

Emily clenched her teeth, and seeing Charlotte was about to leave, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Charlotte’s sleeve.

"Charlotte! No matter what, I am related to you by blood, even if you don’t recognize me as your sister, you should at least acknowledge our father," Emily said, seeming to want to argue further.

Charlotte’s palm tensed, her fingernails digging into her flesh.

This was the one point she couldn’t deny.

Ethan Allen was her biological father.

Seeing a flicker of uncertainty in Charlotte’s expression, Emily quickly continued, "Charlotte, please go see him. Dad really misses you. What kind of harshness and fault could outweigh blood ties?"

No matter what, Emily would not give up entangling Charlotte.

After all, Charlotte had now become Miss Thompson, and for Emily, this could be a huge money tree.

She wanted money, a wealthy future, all of which Charlotte could give her.

"Enough," Charlotte cut Emily off directly, withdrawing her hand and speaking indifferently.

"Didn’t all the members of the Allen family think I was the family’s disgrace? You were the ones who drove me out of the Allen family. Why bother saying these things now?"

Charlotte took a deep breath, her tone unwittingly revealing a sense of desolation she hadn’t noticed.

"If I weren’t Miss Thompson now, would you still recognize me as your sister?"

"I would! Of course, I would!" Emily responded without hesitation.

However, all Charlotte saw in her face was eagerness and desire.

Charlotte was no longer willing to waste words with Emily, and she turned around to leave.