NovelEnglishChapter 95
“Who might you be?” | asked with a cool indifference, feigning ignorance as if addressing a stranger.
Coraline’s face flushed with a flicker of anger, clearly riled by my pretense.
Yet, she quickly let out a sardonic laugh. “Oh, | heard Brendan's under the weather, leaving you and that filthy
imbecile to fend for yourselves. Poor sis, you really drew the short straw.”
I didn’t even grace her with a glance. Compared to Melody, Coraline seemed green around the edges.
Melody was the type whose malice was hidden beneath a veneer of charm, but Coraline wore her nastiness like a
badge of honor.
“A barking dog never bites,” | mused internally. “Melody’s in a whole different league than Coraline.”
Now that I've faced down Melody without flinching, why would | be scared of a spoiled bully like Coraline?
“What's with the attitude? | deign to call you ‘sister’ and you act all high and mighty!” Coraline fumed, blocking
my path.
| knew that Coraline was the one initially intended to marry into the Langley family. Raised as the fragile darling
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof the Larson household, her parents couldn't bear to send her into the so-called lion's den, so they had Foebe
take her place instead.
They had no idea that the Langley madhouse didn’t give a damn about Foebe’s well-being. On her very first
night there, Foebe must have fought back, leading to an overdose and her death on what should have been her
wedding night.
That's when | woke up inside her.
“Foebe, you think you're something special now that you're Mrs. Langley? How does it feel to be married to an
imbecile?” Coraline taunted with a spiteful grin.
“Move!” | commanded, my voice resonating with a firmness that brooked no argument.
Coraline smirked. “Why should I? This is my house.” She was about to reassert her claim.
From Foebe’s memories, | could sense a deep-seated jealousy and hatred for Coraline.
Foebe resented Coraline for stealing the parental love that was rightfully hers. Because of the life swap, Foebe
wasn't retrieved until she was eighteen, returning to the Larson family.
Eighteen years of poverty had stripped Foebe of confidence, her natural beauty overshadowed by insecurity
despite her exquisite features.
Foebe had a boyfriend once, a dashing young man from a wealthy family, but even he was snatched away by
Coraline.
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Coraline had pilfered everything from Foebe, always flaunting. “This is my house; what right do you have to live
here?”
Foebe was timid to a fault.
| almost laughed at the irony-there actually was someone in this world who lived a life even more pitiful than
mine. No wonder | was reborn into her.
But | wasn’t naturally timid; it was only after losing my parents at eighteen and being at the mercy of others that
| learned to hide my true feelings
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“Your house?” | looked at Coraline with a cold gaze. “Last | checked, the non the mailbox said ‘Larson‘.”
Coraline paused, suspicion in her eyes as if she couldn’t comprehend the transformation before her.
Lucky for me, | was now wed to the Langley family; even if | cacross as arrogant, | had a good excuse.
“What are you getting at?” Coraline furrowed her brows in confusion.
“Smack!”
My hand flew, and Coraline’s cheek stung from the slap. “Since this house bears the Larson name, you'd do well
to learn smanners.”
Coraline stared atin utter shock, disbelief painted across her face at the thought | would dare strike her.
“I am the Larson family’s true heiress, the continuation of our parents’ bloodline. What are you? A misplaced
jester, allowed to live in the Larson hout of my generosity. Got it?” | pointed a warning finger at Coraline.
It took Coraline a long moment to recover, her initial shock giving way to rage as she lunged to strikeback.
“Go ahead, hit me,” | taunted with a cold laugh. “But remember, I'm carrying the only heir to the Langley name.
If something happens to me, not only will the Langleys not let you off the hook, but | bet Dad won't either.”
Coraline’s face turned a shade darker with fury; her teeth clenched as she stomped her foot in frustration. “Keep
up your charade, Foebe. | want to see how long you can keep this act up. Married to an imbecile, what does it
matter if you're part of the Langley family?”
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