“A mere branch member of the Wells family…” He sneered, taking a step closer, his presence suffocating. “That too a family who is not that big of a figure. Even if she were a direct daughter of that family head, I wouldn’t give a damn.”
His words were sharp, each one carrying an air of absolute confidence. Before Lily could scream back in response, a loud voice suddenly erupted from the entrance of the cell.
The moment or to be exact the person I was waiting for finally appeared in her all arrogance.
“I’d love to see who in the cuty have this much arrogance that he treat my daughter this way!”
The powerful voice boomed, filled with fury and authority.
Alex’s expression didn’t change, but Lily’s eyes widened in shock. She turned her head so fast it was as if she had been struck.
A woman, elegantly dressed in luxurious attire, stepped into view. Her presence alone was enough to silence the entire room. She looked to be in her early forties, yet her aura radiated power, elegance, and dominance.
The second Lily saw her, the anger in her expression was instantly replaced with raw desperation.
“Mom!” she cried out, nearly stumbling as she rushed forward. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grabbed onto her mother’s sleeve, her voice breaking with emotion.
“You’re finally here! You have to save me! Look at me—look at what he’s done to me!” She pointed at Alex, her face twisting with rage and desperation. “It’s all because of him! He set me up! You have to get me out of here!”
While Lily was panicked and emotional, Alex remained completely unmoved. If anything, his gaze turned even colder at the sight of the woman before him.
This woman—Trisha Wells—was not just his stepmother. She was the reason his life had changed forever.
Once upon a time, the Reid Industries had the potential to rise to the very top. There were several major deals on the horizon—deals that, if successful, would have cemented the Reid Industries as one of the most powerful enterprises, rivaling even the three great families of the South.
But then, she interfered.
His so-called stepmother, Trisha, had deliberately sabotaged those business deals. She didn’t care about the Reid Industries future. She cared only about one thing—securing her own wealth and power.
Because of her manipulations, the deals fell through. The company suffered a massive setback.
His father, once a strong and proud man, was devastated by the loss. The stress, the disappointment, and the betrayal were too much for him. In the end, it cost him his life.
Yet, even in the wake of tragedy, Trisha showed no remorse. She didn’t even pretend to grieve. Instead, the moment the dust settled, she took half of the family fortune and walked away without a second thought.
The Reid Industries was thrown into chaos. Employees left, investors pulled out, and the future looked bleak.
If not for Mr. Waters relentless efforts to hold everything together, there wouldn’t even be a Reid Industries left today.
And now, this woman had the audacity to appear before him again?
Alex’s lips curled into a smirk—one that carried neither warmth nor kindness.
‘Let’s see what tricks you have, Trisha fucking Wells.’
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“Enough! Be quiet!”
Trisha’s sharp voice cut through the tense air as she shot a cold glare at Lily.
The moment her mother’s voice came down, Lily clamped her mouth shut. Her body trembled slightly, but she dared not make another sound.
With her daughter momentarily silenced, Trisha turned her attention to Alex. Her elegant yet oppressive presence filled the small space, and her almond-shaped eyes—sharp and calculating—locked onto him with a piercing gaze.
“Tell me, Alex,” she said in a slow, deliberate tone. “What exactly do you mean by this?”
She crossed her arms, her expression unreadable.
“No matter what happens, Lily is still your half-sister…” She let her words hang in the air before narrowing her eyes. “And this is how you choose to treat her?”
Alex didn’t respond right away. Instead, he chuckled—a quiet, almost mocking laugh that only deepened the chill in the room.
“My dear stepmother,” he said with a smirk. “You really have the… what is it called… ahh yes ‘nerve’ to show up here after all these years?”
He leaned back casually, looking her up and down as if assessing whether she was even worth his time.
“You ran off with half of the company’s assets after my father died,” he continued, his voice tinged with amusement. “And now you have the audacity to come back and lecture me?”
His words were calm, but each syllable carried an undeniable weight.
Trisha’s face darkened at his accusation.
“What are you trying to say?” she demanded, her voice rising in anger. “Is this how you speak to your own mother?”
She let out a scoff, tossing her hair back. “And let’s be clear—when your father died, I simply took what was rightfully mine. What’s wrong with that?”
Her eyes glinted with cold rationality. “It was my share of the wealth. It’s only natural that I took it.”
Alex’s expression didn’t change. If anything, the sneer on his lips deepened.
“Let’s get one thing straight,” he said, his voice carrying the finality of a hammer striking an anvil. “I don’t have a mother like you.”
His eyes turned sharp, cutting straight through the woman in front of him.
“So do me a favor and get lost.”
The blunt dismissal caught Trisha off guard. She blinked, momentarily stunned. For the first time, a flicker of guilt, however faint, crossed her face.
Perhaps, deep down, she knew she had been ruthless back then. But she wasn’t the type to dwell on the past.
Instead of arguing about old grievances, she shifted gears.
“I won’t hold your grudges against you,” she said smoothly, as if she were doing him a favor. “I didn’t come here to argue about the past.”
She stepped forward, her voice laced with authority.
“Let’s talk about the real issue here. Tell them to release your sister now, and I’ll forget about everything that’s happened today.”
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