Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 442

It dawned on Teresa then-he had been packing her belongings to sever ties completely while she was waiting.

“Don’t contact me again,” Kian said indifferently, turning to leave.

In a panic, Teresa reached out and grabbed him from behind.

“Kian, please don’t do this! I really love you.

Don’t abandon me!”

Kian wrenched her hand off, flinging it aside with disgust.

He turned back, his eyes seething with resentment and anger.

“Teresa, do you have any idea what you have made me lose?”

Teresa was engulfed in confusion.

“Stop bothering me, or I might just kill you!” Kian sneered, the hatred burning bright in his eyes, unmistakably real.

A chill coursed through Teresa, prompting tears to escape her eyes.

“Just because I’m not a Johns, you treat me like this?”

“It’s not just that you’re not a Johns,” Kian retorted sharply.

“Do you know who Evie is? I abandoned Evie for you and missed the chance to become a member of the Klein family in Ansport.

Do you think I shouldn’t hate you for that?”

The mere thought made Kian’s blood boil, his desire to end Teresa’s life growing stronger.

A member of the Klein family in Ansport?

Teresa thought she must have misheard.

“Is… Is Evie a member of the Klein family in Ansport?” she asked, her voice rising in shock.

“Yes, she is,” Kian replied, his gaze piercing.

“If it weren’t for you, I would’ve been living the high life by now.

Instead, I’m stuck hustling as a performer, entertaining others.

”

Teresa felt the world spinning around her, overwhelmed by the revelations.

Too many things had happened today that were beyond her expectations, making her feel like a complete joke.

She had always thought Evie was just an ordinary person, someone she could easily crush.

The following day greeted everyone with a warm, inviting morning sun.

Once everyone had descended the stairs, breakfast was served in the villa.

It was their first breakfast in this setting, and the novelty wasn’t lost on anyone.

“Madisyn, is your house even more beautiful than this?” a girl inquired, her eyes dripping with envy.

Madisyn offered a slight, knowing smile.

“I believe my home is quite beautiful, but this place has its charms too.

Yet, be it a grand villa or a humble abode, my home will forever hold the dearest place in my heart.

”

Her words sparked a moment of reflection among the group.

They had been so consumed by the allure of wealth and power, they had overlooked that no matter the grandeur of a place, their own homes were truly the best.