From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

Juan’s gaze turned sharp. Debra couldn’t pinpoint which question had triggered his defenses, but from the look in his eyes, she could tell that Juan knew something.

Before she could push further, a maid came running up, breathless. “Sir, Miss Vargas just took off with your car,”

Debra said, “I only wanted her to find Melody for clarification. Now she’s all worked up. Let’s hope nothing serious happens.”

“Let’s go,” Juan said, leading her to leave.

He quickly started up his spare car, speeding toward the new home.

Meanwhile, Hester was pounding on the front gate. Sophie opened the door with a look of confusion, only to be even more puzzled when she saw Hester, looking wild and almost hysterical.

“Miss Vargas?”

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“She…”

Before Sophie could even finish her sentence, Hester pulled out a knife, the blade catching the light. Sophie’s face drained of color, her voice shaking.

“What are you doing with that?”

“I need to see Mrs. Nichols Sr. Take me to her!

Sophie didn’t dare delay. “Okay, calm down. I’ll go get her right now.”

Sophie hadn’t taken more than a few steps when Melody strolled out of her room, her expression lazy. “What’s all that noise?”

She stepped further into the hall, finally noticing Hester with the knife. Her brows furrowed.

“Hester? What are you doing here?”

“You lied to me. You tricked me. It wasn’t Juan in my room that night, was it?”

Just as she screamed those words, Debra and Juan arrived. Debra, watching the chaos unfold, was suddenly hit with a vivid memory from her past life.

In that life, she had been deceived by Melody, just like Hester. Melody had tricked her into drugging Juan, which resulted in his lifelong hatred toward her.

To Debra’s bitter realization, Melody hadn’t changed at all. In this life, she was still resorting to such vile, underhanded schemes to get her way.

Melody’s expression remained cool as she replied, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. How would I know who went into your room?”

Clearly, she didn’t want to tarnish her image as an elder. She continued, her voice dripping with

condescension, “You wanted to become Mrs. Nichols, and I gave you a way to do it. But you’re so stupid, you couldn’t even recognize who was in your room. Now that you’ve lost your chastity, our door is n

longer open for you.”

Melody’s cold, sarcastic words hit Hester like a slap, but Debra broke the tension with a clap of her hands.

elder…

“Well said, I’ve never seen an could wash their hands of responsibility so cleanly.”

Melody’s brow shot up. “What are you trying to say?”

Debra replied smoothly, “Is the old house the kind of place where any random man can just stroll in? And not only that, he just so happened to head straight to Miss Vargas’s room, like he knew what would happen once he got there. If no one told him where to go, I’d say that’s hard to believe.”