Chapter 457 Chapter 458/I Do Not Yield... Ever

Chapter 458

Violet’s POV

Morgan charged at Thomas like a ravenous beast, driving a brutal fist straight into his jaw. The impact sent Thomas staggering backward before he hit the ground hard, his hands scrambling frantically to cover his face as blood pooled in his mouth.

Morgan stood over him, his whole frame shaking as a roar echoed off the walls. "You treacherous bastard! You ruined my life and hers just for your own sickening greed!"

I casually raised my hand, my tone dripping with icy detachment as I motioned to Frank, who stood imposing and rigid behind Mirdreth. "Pull him off, Frank... our score isn’t fully settled yet."

Frank stepped forward with practiced precision. His iron grip clamped around Morgan’s massive bicep, holding him back from raining down another blow on Thomas, who was wiping blood from his swollen bottom lip, gasping for air in absolute terror.

I tracked Thomas as he pulled himself up, adjusting his disheveled coat with a pathetic lack of dignity. A low, bitter chuckle escaped my lips, wrapped in mock sympathy. "Do you see now, Thomas? You pulled off all those pathetic little schemes, all that vile deceit... and in the end, I bore Morgan’s child, and then another by Snake. You walked away with nothing but shame and absolute ruin."

Thomas pressed his trembling hands against his bruised face, his broken voice cracked with unbearable pain. "Why didn’t you say anything back then, Violet?! Why did you leave me to live in that horrific lie?!"

I offered him a cold, sharp smile, adjusting a dark strand of hair behind my ear. "Because every single one of you was nothing more than a pawn on my chessboard... I needed your influence, and I needed your money."

From beneath her stark white bandages, Mirdreth whipped her head toward Morgan and Thomas, her voice raspy and drenched in pure venom. "Can’t you see?! She played the two of you! She manipulated your minds and hid your own children from you! She is a poisonous snake!"

My piercing glare cut her short, instantly choking the words in her throat. Smoothly pushing off the leather sofa, I stepped into the center of the grand living room, my deliberate strides carrying a predatory grace as I circled the three stunned men.

"Now everyone knows the truth," I declared, my clear voice echoing off the high ceiling. "Morgan knows Julie is his daughter and that I never betrayed him. Snake knows Steve is his son. And Thomas finally understands how utterly worthless he is that he was never anything more than a tool. So now... it is time for us to decide how to conclude this evening."

Mirdreth’s eyes burned behind her facial wrappings, her tone laced with raw malice and mockery. "You honestly think you won?!"

My lips curved into a supreme, unbothered smirk. Standing tall, I looked down at her with pure frost. "I always win... my dear Mirdreth."

Her eyes flushed red with explosive fury as she tried to dismantle my pride. "Do you actually believe Julie and Steve will ever love you? Or that Morgan will come crawling back to you?!"

A soft, melodic laugh bubbled up from my chest, each word striking her like a razor blade. "My children will love me... And as for Morgan? I am Violet. I don’t run after men, begging for their scraps while pretending to be someone else unlike you."

Mirdreth swallowed the bitter humiliation, her body locking up tight as she struggled to find a single response.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Thomas creeping toward the grand entrance, his shoulders slouched in utter defeat as he dragged his shame out the door like a beaten dog.

I didn’t waste a second glance on him. But heavy, deliberate steps approached me from behind.

Morgan.

He stopped directly in front of me, his expression a chaotic storm of burning regret and lingering fury. His voice came out raspy, thick with choked emotion. "Why didn’t you tell me this before?! Why, Violet?!"

I met his burning gaze without a flicker of hesitation, my cold words slicing straight through his chest. "Because in that moment, Morgan... you judged me without ever giving me a chance to speak."

He slammed his fist against his own chest, his breath catching in his throat as he suffocated on his own guilt. "You could have pushed! You could have forced me to listen!"

I tilted my head, my pride unyielding, cutting off his desperate plea before it could take root. "Didn’t you hear a word I said, Morgan?... I don’t run after men."

Morgan’s breathing turned heavy and labored. He searched the depths of my eyes with a raw, broken hope I had never seen in him before. His voice cracked. "Could you not have yielded just once?! We could have been a family... raising our daughter together!"

I locked my gaze onto his with absolute, unshakeable resolve. "I do not yield... ever."

He took a hesitant step closer, reaching a hand out as if trying to grasp the fading ghost of a forgotten dream. "It isn’t too late... We can still build a family."

From behind her bandages, Mirdreth erupted in hysterical disbelief, her voice burning with sick jealousy. "What?! Are you seriously going to forgive her?!"

I turned my head toward her slowly, letting a dark, poisonous smile spread across my face that drove her to the brink of insanity. "My dear sister is still madly in love with you, Morgan."

"I am not!" Mirdreth screamed in wild denial. "He ruined me!"

I tilted my head with sharp, mocking amusement. "Really?... I bet you would crawl on your hands and knees if he gave you even the slightest sign."

Her face flushed deep red behind the cloth, her voice shrill and trembling. "You filthy whore, you’re a—"

Morgan cut her off with a terrifying roar that rattled the room, not even bothering to look in her direction. "Shut the fuck up!"

He snapped his focus back to me, the hard edges of his face softening into a desperate, visual plea. His tone vibrated with intense emotion. "What do you say, Violet?... Can we start over?"

I looked at him calmly, carrying the weight of decades of agony and hardened ice between us. My cool smile delivered the final blow. "I don’t think so... my dear Morgan."

---------------------------

Julie’s POV

I sprinted up the stairs, my lungs burning, with Steve right on my heels. The second we reached the upper landing, I whipped around to face him, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Steve... I have to get out of here!"

He knit his brows together, staring at me in confusion. "What are you talking about?!"

I rubbed my trembling palms together, shaking my head frantically. "I can’t stay in this house for another second!"

He searched my panicked expression, his voice dropping. "Where the hell are you going to go?"

"I’m going to Robert..." I whispered, desperation suffocating my words. "Are you coming with me?"

He shook his head, his posture rigid. "I can’t go there with you."

"Why?!" I cried out, my voice laced with betrayal.

He tilted his head, his tone dry and flat as he tried to defuse the overwhelming tension between us. "Julie... he’s your fiancé, not mine."

I slammed my fist against his upper arm, tears of frustration stinging my eyes. "Will you stop making stupid jokes for one second?!"

Steve let out a heavy sigh, his gaze dropping. "Why do you need to leave right this second anyway? Weren’t you just saying we could trust Violet?"

I laced my fingers through my hair in complete helplessness, my breath hitching in my chest. "Our fathers aren’t who I thought they were! I don’t want Morgan to be my father!"

He crossed his arms over his chest, anchoring his composure against my rising panic. "Because he’s Robert’s enemy?"

My eyes burned hot with tears, and I lost control, shouting right into his face. "Yes! And because he kidnapped me! Imagine that, Steve my own father was capable of hurting me!"

His voice softened, trying to ground me in logic. "Don’t judge him like that... He had no idea you were his daughter back then."

"And your father is the bastard who shot Robert in the back and—"

The words froze in my throat. My pupils dilated, and the fine hairs on my arms stood on end as if lightning had struck the very core of my soul.

Robert’s past conversations echoed through my mind with terrifying clarity. I remembered the exact way his voice sounded when he told me about the woman his father cheated with... the woman who drove his mother to end her own life. And Thomas... Thomas was intimately involved with Violet!

That meant... My God, that meant I was the daughter of the woman who destroyed his family, and the daughter of the man who was his ultimate nemesis!

The air was sucked clean out of my lungs. I stood there like a stone statue, completely paralyzed.

Steve stepped closer, his brow furrowed in deep concern as he grabbed my shoulders. "What’s wrong?! Why did you stop talking?!"

I stared into the empty space ahead, my voice falling into a hysterical, breathless whisper. "I have to get to Robert!"

"Julie! Wait!" Steve shouted after me, reaching out to grab my arm.

I didn’t hear a single word he said. I whipped around and bolted toward the stairs, taking them two at a time like a madwoman. Down in the grand living room, everyone was locked in their tense confrontation, completely oblivious as I slipped past the entrance and vanished into the night air.

Out in the driveway, I spotted Thomas slumping toward his parked car, his posture utterly broken as he dragged his shame through the dark. I sprinted toward him like my life depended on it, ripped open the passenger door, and threw myself inside.

He snapped his head toward me in shock, his bloodshot eyes locking onto my frantic face. "What are you doing?!"

"Take me to Robert!" I commanded, my voice cracking under the weight of unshed tears.

He hesitated, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Why?"

"I need to see Robert... now! Just drive!" I screamed, shrinking back against the leather seat.

He didn’t argue further. A deep, sorrowful defeat hung over him like a shroud. He turned the key in the ignition, put the car in drive, and pulled out onto the dark road in heavy silence.

I stared straight out the windshield at the pitch-black asphalt ahead, then slowly turned my head toward him, my voice trembling with raw horror. "Were you involved with Violet?"

Inside, I was begging him to deny it. I was praying he would scream no.

Instead, he lowered his head, his voice barely a whisper, heavy with shame. "Yes..."

My lips trembled violently. Tears cut burning tracks down my cheeks as my voice cracked into pieces. "Was Violet... was she the woman you cheated on your wife with? The woman who caused her to take her own life?"

His chest rose and fell in a agonizing, heavy breath. He gave a single, broken nod. "Yes..."

I slammed my shaking palm over my mouth, a sob tearing through my throat as tears gushed uncontrollably down my face. My entire world collapsed into absolute ruins right before my eyes.

My God... why is this happening to me?! Why?!

---------------------

[ A new story began called "I chose myself over my children." I’d like your opinions on the story. Did you like it? Is it the kind of story you prefer? ... And maybe you’ll find something to keep you occupied while you wait for the next Chapters of Julie Lol.Leave me your comments and thoughts on the new story.please]