Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 585: Did It Really Happen?(Extra Story)

Chapter 585: Did It Really Happen?(Extra Story)

"Daddy! I... I was just momentarily blinded by impulse. Wuwu... I know I was wrong!" Charlotte, despite being spoiled, was still terribly afraid of Mr. Taylor.

Everett, seeing that everything had been said, stood up. "Uncle Taylor, I have no intention of making this public, considering the bond between our families. However... if Mingming continues to stir up trouble, I won’t be so lenient next time. I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave. Enjoy your meal."

Mr. Taylor immediately got up. "I sincerely apologize, Everett. Mingming made a mistake, and I will make sure to discipline her properly from now on. Thank you for your patience this time. Mingming, hurry up and thank Everett!"

With tears in her eyes, Charlotte reluctantly apologized, watching as Everett left the private dining room. Tears streamed down her face, smearing her makeup until she looked like a mess—a complete raccoon-eyed disaster.

Mrs. Taylor, both angry and helpless, handed her a tissue. "I’ve always told you that children shouldn’t be spoiled. When I tried to be stricter with her before, you accused me of meddling too much! If I didn’t care for her as my own daughter, I wouldn’t even bother! Look at Miss Ella from before—her stepmother pampered her to the extreme, turning her into an uncontrollable brat. Only after being bullied by her half-sister and half-brother did she finally develop some sense and wisdom!"

Mr. Taylor took a deep breath, glaring coldly at the sobbing Charlotte. "Enough! From now on, she’s your responsibility. Discipline her however you see fit—I won’t interfere anymore!"

He stood up, completely losing his appetite for the meal.

After Mr. Taylor left, Charlotte continued sobbing, tears and snot running down her face. "Auntie, what did I do wrong? I just wanted to vent my frustration... That wretched woman seduced Everett, yet he still defends her..."

Mrs. Taylor looked at Charlotte seriously. "Mingming, answer me honestly. Have you actually tried to understand what’s really going on between them? Do you think Everett is a man who would be easily swayed by a woman’s beauty? Why do you think, after all these years, he’s never had a girlfriend?"

Charlotte was taken aback and stopped crying, looking at Mrs. Taylor in confusion.

Although she didn’t like this stepmother, Mrs. Taylor was always fair and had a keen sense of judgment. She was widely respected and had firmly held her position as the matriarch of the Taylor family, even without bearing a child of her own.

Charlotte admired her methods, and at this moment, she also wanted to know why Everett was protecting Aurora.

"If Aurora truly won over Everett, and if he loves her deeply, then of course he would stand up for her. If she were just an ordinary woman, he wouldn’t even bother. If you stubbornly insist that Aurora is at fault while believing yourself to be the most perfect woman in the world, you will only find yourself repeatedly abandoned and ridiculed."

Mrs. Taylor spoke calmly, "Everett isn’t blind. So instead of resenting Aurora, you should try to see her strengths, learn from her, or at least discover your own. Complaining about fate will only lead you down the path of a bitter, abandoned woman, trapped in an endless cycle of tragedy. You really need to change this attitude of yours."

Charlotte lowered her head. Though she was spoiled and willful, she had grown up under Mrs. Taylor’s influence. Her temper had been shaped by Mr. Taylor’s indulgence.

Now, being rejected by Everett—the man she adored—she was truly heartbroken, but she had no choice but to reflect on her own shortcomings.

Time slipped by in the blink of an eye, and before she knew it, a week had passed.

Aurora’s complexion had improved significantly, and on Sunday, Jesse came home to visit her. Being a college student, Jesse had been able to follow the situation somewhat, though he had only read about it in the newspapers and wasn’t privy to the full story.

"Sis, can you tell me what really happened? Those hateful trolls were attacking you online! I even created over ten alternate accounts just to clap back at them!" Jesse huffed, storming up to Aurora, who was jogging at the time.

Aurora was panting heavily on the treadmill, sweat dripping down her forehead.

She stopped, catching her breath lightly. "Jesse, you’ve seen Everett’s statement, right? Everything is just as he said."

Aurora didn’t dare to tell Jesse the full truth, afraid that, in his impulsiveness, he might grab a knife and run off to confront Everett.

That would only make everything far more complicated.

Hearing this, Jesse broke into a bright smile. "So it’s exactly what I believed? That’s great! My sister’s not the type of woman who would sell herself for fame or fortune! Those trolls are disgusting, they’ll say anything!"

Aurora’s heart sank slightly.

It’s not that she and Everett were not involved, but it wasn’t by her own choice. How others spoke didn’t matter to her; what bothered her was how her family would view it.

"Don’t you know what kind of person your sister is? Why waste your time creating fake accounts to fight back? Let the truth speak for itself, okay?" A slightly guilty Aurora tried to remain calm and resumed running.

Jesse nodded earnestly. "I believe you, sis, but come on, stop running and talk to me for a bit!"

Aurora had no choice—Jesse only came back to S City once a month since he was so busy. He had so many interests that he was constantly taking on new hobbies.

Since his time was limited, she naturally had to spend time with him.

"By the way, Grandpa’s 70th birthday is next Sunday. What are you planning to get him?"

As they sat and chatted, Aurora suddenly remembered that she hadn’t seen Grandpa or Uncle in a long time.

"I’ll ask Eleanor. I’m not sure what to get him," she replied. Money wasn’t an issue now. Part of the money Aurora had earned before had been given to Mrs. Wilson as a way to repay her uncle for raising her.

She’d tried to give the money to Mr. Wilson, but he wouldn’t accept it, so Aurora secretly passed it to her aunt, who stopped calling her all the time afterward.

The rest, of course, went to her grandfather and grandmother.

"Alright, but next month is that old woman’s birthday again... so annoying. I really don’t want to go back!" Jesse grimaced as he thought about Mrs. Wilson.

Aurora’s face darkened. How could she have forgotten about her grandmother and aunt?

Because her biological father, Samuel Wilson, was Mrs. Wilson’s only son, when her mother gave birth to him, Mrs. Wilson was extremely disappointed, as she had a preference for sons over daughters. Samuel then went on to have an affair and had a son with his mistress.

As a result, Samuel really did cheat, and after that, Mrs. Wilson began to treat her like an unwanted granddaughter.

"You’re busy with your studies. If you really don’t have time, just don’t go. Let me handle it," Aurora comforted him, knowing that Jesse didn’t like going to the Wilson family’s old house.

Jesse was overjoyed and repeatedly praised Aurora as a beautiful, considerate sister, showering her with flattery.

At that moment, Eleanor walked in, her face glowing with excitement. "Aurora, we got the commercial for Chengjing Shampoo! They’ve notified us to go shoot the ad on the first of next month!"

Aurora stared at Eleanor in shock, thinking she was joking. After all, with all the scandals surrounding her lately, her image had been completely tarnished.

She actually got the gig?