Chapter 175
“Long time no see, you’ve changed so much.” Camilla extended her hand toward me.
I didn’t shake it, just smiled and nodded: “You haven’t changed much.”
Her hand froze in mid–air, her expression stiffening momentarily before she casually withdrew it.
“Would you mind going out to chat?” she asked gently.
I nodded without saying anything.
Camilla had married into the Vargan family earlier than me When I had just gotten engaged to Ferris, she always liked to come find me for heart–to–heart talks, smiling with apparent kindness, as if she were truly a caring older sister.
But once I actually married in and she discovered I was just an illegitimate daughter not beloved by my Alpha father, her true nature was completely exposed.
I had to admit, some people were actors in their bones. After performing for so long, they almost believed it themselves.
Walking on the winding path to the backyard, she changed the subject, her tone becoming somewhat softer: “Do you know? When I heard you and Ferris had a conflict, I was very worried about you both. I couldn’t sleep all night.”
The hypocrisy between adults didn’t need to be exposed.
I turned my head and smiled: “Really? Worried I’d take away his fortune?”
Her expression changed subtly for a moment, but she didn’t respond.
When I first married in, she had given me plenty of trouble behind the scenes.
That year when Ferris went missing while handling a project abroad, the Vargan family’s upper echelons were restless. I held the situation together alone, running to almost every relative and executive’s home, begging them to stabilize family affairs.
Everyone thought Ferris was dead. But I refused to believe it I went alone to another pack, unfamiliar with the place, just to find him.
Fortunately, I encountered Ferris’s business partner. Not only did I help negotiate a key deal for him, but I even gained the old Alpha’s recognition, briefly being allowed to participate in core family affairs.
Unfortunately, Camilla ruined it all.
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She spread rumors everywhere, saying I had seduced some noble werewolf in another pack, even embellishing the story as if it were true.
And this was just one of her many “achievements.”
As memories surfaced, my expression remained calm, but my gaze grew several degrees colder.
Camilla looked at me and laughed dryly: “After all these years, you’re more humorous than before.”
I didn’t respond.
Without realizing it, we had walked to a secluded small courtyard behind the Vargan family’s old mansion.
I remembered this place. I had been here a few times as a child, but since marrying into the Vargan family, I had never entered again. I had once asked servants what this courtyard was for, but they couldn’t say clearly, only knowing it was sealed off.
Camilla stopped at the gate and suddenly said: “Do you remember? You once told me about a night when it was. raining heavily, and Ferris ran out in the rain to find you.”
I was startled. That was before we were married, and I had indeed mentioned it to her.
“What about it?” I didn’t understand why she suddenly brought this up.
She raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth barely lifting: “I always found it strange. In your words, Ferris was once so gentle and considerate, right?”
An inexplicable unease suddenly rose in my heart.
Her gaze swept toward the quiet courtyard, her voice lowering: “I think there are some things you should know.”
“You can go in and see for yourself.”
I looked at her, my gaze growing colder: “Why should I listen to you?”
Having experienced too much, I wouldn’t easily believe any of her “kind reminders.”
Camilla unhurriedly shrugged: “Believe it or not, it’s up to you. But I should warn you–if you don’t go in and look, you might regret it.”
She turned to leave, took two steps, then looked back at me, as if afraid she had said too much: “I’m just speculating. Whatever you see, don’t say I told you. I didn’t say anything.
In the end, she was still afraid of Ferris.
After all, she knew best that Ferris was never any “gentle gentleman.” The fact that he could drive his cousin’s father–his own uncle–to his current bedridden state, kept alive by machines, said everything.
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After she walked away, the entire path became quiet.
There was no one around; everyone was at the banquet.
I stood there, looking at the tightly closed courtyard gate.
What exactly did Camilla want me to see?
My hands clenched slightly, fingertips cold.
I eventually took a step forward, walking toward that forgotten courtyard.
