The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith

Chapter 1010: 473 Shocking_3 Chapter 1010: 473 Shocking_3 As soon as the words left her mouth, realizing her mistake, she quickly corrected.

“I am not saying that your fate is bad, after all, everyone’s fate is different.”

The girl snorted a laugh, moved to take a seat by the corner.

In front of her was a meal, which she showed no interest in at all.

At that moment, her phone began to rapidly ring.

Picking it up, she glanced at the caller ID, her eyes cast a dark shadow the very next second.

Belleann Hutton across from her rubbed her arms.

With the shop’s heating switched on, why did she suddenly feel a chill creeping in?

The girl rejected the call, only for it to ring again immediately thereafter.

Unable to remain silent, Belleann Hutton reminded her, “Could it be something urgent?”

The girl raised her eyes to glance at her, the darkness lurking inside her eyes startled Belleann.

Picking up the call, a woman’s furious voice roared from the phone, “Xenia Groove, are you even a human?

Jordan is your younger brother!”

That’s right.

The girl who claimed to be Jolene Eaton was actually Xenia Groove.

No, she should be called Levina Hayes now.

Since that night in the hotel, when the scandal between her and Tarnin Groove was discovered, Xenia disappeared from the Earthly World.

With nowhere to go, she had no choice but to roam the streets.

Verine Hayes couldn’t bear to watch.

After all, Xenia was her flesh and blood.

Fearful of attracting trouble, once again, she brought her home.

The Grooves withdrew her tuition, forcing her to drop out of Connell High School.

Fearing retaliation from the Rintos, she dared not venture outside.

This past month, she had a worse life than a rat.

All of her miseries traced back to Aubree Groove, the one responsible for her downfall.

With accumulated resentments and nowhere to let them out, she registered countless anonymous accounts, insulting and attacking Aubree Groove, even organizing an Anti-Aubree Alliance online.

Since she was aware of the powerful Rintos behind Aubree, who would undoubtedly keep an eye on public opinion, she disguised herself as Jolene Eaton’s cousin.

She was very cautious, always online at internet cafes, and nothing went wrong all along.

Until rumors about Aubree committing murder started to circulate, she saw an opportunity.

Still, based on prior experiences, she did not seek immediate retaliation.

It wasn’t until Jenny Linggo contacted her, financing her subsequent actions, that she began planning to fulfill the offline demonstration.

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Three days ago, Jordan Robinson successfully underwent a surgery and was discharged from the Hospital.

The two of them didn’t get along.

By chance, last night, Jordan happened upon a message on their group chat, shocking him with Xenia’s deeds, hence his intent to report and expose her.

In a sudden moment of desperation, Xenia hit Jordan.

After surgery, Jordan was physically weak.

His head hit the corner of a table and he fainted immediately.

Fearful that Verine would harass her, Xenia swiftly stuffed all the money she could find in the house into her bag and hit the road.

“He was the first one to insult me, I am his sister but all that he was obsessed with were thoughts of that girl who turned me into this, hitting him still goes easy on him.” Xenia Groove confidently responded.

Verine Hayes’s voice trembled with anger over the phone, “If I had known what a scum you’d turn out to be earlier, I would have strangled you the minute you were born.”

A sinister grin appeared on Xenia Groove’s face, “Too late for that now.”

“You’ll get what you deserve.”

“The first one to get what they deserve will be you.

You don’t have a leg to stand on after abandoning your own daughter.

Jordan’s illness is simply your retribution.”

After her words she promptly hung up the call.

The peculiar look that Belleann Hutton who had overheard the call wore told Xenia that she had found the group owner to be an interesting character.

Xena Groove glanced at her, “What’re you looking at?”

Belleann coughed lightly, “Nothing.

Ms.

Joule, if I may, here’s some cola.”

Xenia Groove suddenly realized her thirst.

She put the straw in, skewed the face mask, pushing in the straw inside her mouth.

Barely did she take a sip before her face turned white, clutching her lower abdomen.

Her forehead started to glisten with sweat.

Belleann asked in surprise, “Ms.

Joule, hopefully you’re ok?

Are you not feeling well?”

Xenia Groove’s forehead hit the table, and after a while, the torture-like pain gradually disappeared.

Belleann handed her a tissue, “You should go to the hospital, yes?”

Xenia Groove responded coldly, “It’s a regular period girls get every month, there’s no need for a doctor.”

Belleann nodded in understanding, snatched up her coke, “In that case, let’s skip on the cola.

I’ll swap it out for a cup of warm soymilk.”

Xenia Groove fixed her gaze on Belleann’s retreating figure, a shadow cast over her eyes.

Her period ended recently, she knew very well this wasn’t simply menstruation.

The pain had persisted for nearly half a month and was constantly hanging over her like a dark cloud.