Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 1285 Truth Revealed! Constance was pushed to the ground, covered in despair.

Selena smirked with a hint of playfulness and asked, "Didn't Mrs. Baxter just say that Constance is innocent?" "She was just a newborn when she was switched. She truly knew nothing about this matter, and she is indeed innocent.” "If Constance is so innocent, why did Mrs. Baxter suddenly abandon her?" Mrs. Baxter's face turned pale, and she wobbled. If it wasn't for the maid beside her supporting her, she might have fainted already.

She looked at Selena in horror, as if she was looking at a devil. "Please, stop talking..." Selena tilted her head, looking puzzled. "Why? Constance falsely accused Kyra and cruelly disabled her hands, and Mrs. Baxter didn't think she did anything wrong. Mrs. Baxter not only protected her but also helped her." "Now, she just gave her some money under her biological mother's threat. Why can't Mrs. Baxter accept it?" Mrs. Baxter's pale face twitched heavily.

Selena's eyes were full of ridicule, and her tone was full of doubts. "Don't you love Constance very much, Mrs. Baxter?" "To the extent that you are willing to trample on your daughter for her?" "After all, even when Mrs. Baxter knew that her daughter was being abused, beaten, and treated like a pig or a dog by Constance's parents, she didn't even show a hint of anger.” "Even the pain that Kyra suffered, Mrs. Baxter thought it was normal and not worth mentioning." "When Mrs. Baxter learned that Kyra grew up in such a family, wasn't she even grateful that it was Kyra who suffered these things and not Constance, whom she loved the most?" "For the sake of Constance, Mrs. Baxter treated her own daughter as a shame, ignored her like a thief who broke into her home, gave her the cold shoulder, framed her, and even wished she would disappear forever... Mrs. Baxter, have you forgotten all of these things?" Mrs. Baxter covered her heart, looking like a dead person with a pale face, and shook her head desperately, crying out, "Please, stop talking, | beg you, stop talking..." Every word, every sentence Selena said was like a knife, deeply cutting into the most painful part of Mrs. Baxter's heart.

From the moment Mrs. Baxter found out that Constance and her daughter had fooled her, all the favoritism she had for Constance in the past turned into sharp knives, stabbing her again and again, causing her to bleed profusely.

Selena sneered, "Compared to what Mrs. Baxter said to Kyra in the past, | have already been merciful with my words." "You couldn't bear the verbal harm that, why don't you think about what your own daughter has experienced in the past twenty years?" "Although Fiona did something wrong, at least she did it out of love for her daughter. But Mrs. Baxter, knowing what your daughter went through, not only did not compensate her, but also poured salt on her wound and ruined her life." "When it comes to being a parent, Mrs. Baxter, you are not only inferior to other mothers, but also inferior to Fiona." Mrs. Baxter's heart skipped a beat and she stumbled back a few steps. "No, it's not like that..." Selena mocked as she looked at the pale and pained face, letting out an extremely ironic laugh. "What is it then? Even if you were deceived for the first fifteen years, not knowing that Kyra was your biological daughter, what about the next fifteen years?" "Mrs. Baxter, have you ever sincerely treated your own daughter well, even bit?" Mrs. Baxter was taken aback by the question and subconsciously wanted to speak up for herself. But when she saw Selena’s dark and cold eyes, those hypocritical words couldn't come out of her mouth.

Selena coldly smiled, "And what about the theft case five years ago? Mrs. Baxter, don't you know the truth?" "Constance was raised by you, do you not know whether she can paint or not?" "You knew that Constance slandered Kyra, but you didn't say a word for your daughter. Even when she found evidence to prove her innocence, you sent her to jail, afraid that she would ruin Constance’s reputation.” "Then you watched as Constance viciously ruined her hands... Surely no one has deceived you about these things, Mrs.

Baxter?" Mrs. Baxter's face turned pale and a dense fear and shame spread throughout her body. She leaned on the maid, barely avoiding collapsing to the ground in tears.

Selena admired her painful and remorseful expression and sarcastically said, "You want to cry now? I'm just stating the facts about the Baxter family.” "I haven't even told you how Fiona and her family would boast to the villagers about how well their daughter was living in a wealthy family and how they would soar to success in the future.” "And how they stepped on your daughter and made her do their bidding like a slave..." "The people from that wealthy family were so foolish and easy to deceive. Not only did they help raise their daughter, but they also gave their own daughter to be mistreated by them." "This was the proudest achievement of Fiona and her family. They boasted about it to everyone they knew for over twenty years..." The faces of everyone from the Baxter family present twisted in an instant.

Mrs. Baxter's face turned pale as if she would die the next second.

Mr. Baxter could no longer control his anger and charged forward, kicking Fiona hard, "You animal! I'll sue you! I'll make sure you rot in jail for the rest of your life, and make you wish you were dead!" Fiona screamed and was knocked to the ground.

Mr. Baxter's words filled her with extreme terror, and she instinctively crawled towards Constance.

"Constance, everything | did was to give you a better life. Help me, | don't want to go to jail or die..." Constance looked in horror at Fiona crawling towards her and screamed, "Don't touch me! You're not my mother, you're Kyra's mother, | have nothing to do with you!" Upon hearing Constance's defiance, Fiona immediately turned on her, "You ungrateful wretch! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be a wealthy miss!" "I gave you a good life for over twenty years, and you dare not recognize me!" "You lowly thing!" The filthy words that came out of her mouth made the young ladies present unable to bear it and cover their ears.

Mrs. Baxter watched the two similar-looking mother and daughter fighting and listened to Fiona's account of how they plotted to switch Constance and Kyra, and a wave of nausea rose from the bottom of her heart.

She looked at the two nearly identical faces, even their expressions at this moment, and felt an overwhelming sense of disgust.