he Day He Chose Her Over Our Dying Son, I Chose Vengeance - Chapter 96: Chapter 96
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When I got home, the house was spotless.
The maid had replaced the carpet and furniture, and a feast was waiting on the dining table.
I poured myself a glass of red wine and raised it in a toast to the empty room.
“To Miles,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Thank you for all your hard work over the years. Your wealth is now mine.”
I took a slow sip.
“You owe your success to my family. Consider this payback for everything you took from us.”
I paused, my smile turning cold.
“You could’ve had it all, Miles."
'If you’d just stayed faithful, you could’ve been the one enjoying all of this."
"But no. You couldn’t resist temptation. So now, here we are.”
Another sip.
“And don’t worry—I’ve made sure my parents can rest easy. Justice has been served.”
The icy look in my eyes lingered as I set the glass down.
This was my first big dream—the one I chased as a teenager.
And it vanished overnight, like it had never existed.
Sometimes I wish I’d never gotten that good news in the first place.
When I asked why I was passed over, my professor sighed deeply before finally saying, “Lila, you’re brilliant."
"But your reputation matters, and Master Theo has very high standards for his students.”
I knew immediately—this was Serena Blake’s doing.
The rejection crushed me.
I spiraled into a depression so deep it felt endless.
The only person who helped me climb out was Miles.
He told me, “One day, when you’re running your family’s company, you’ll make it big enough to meet Theo on your own terms.”
Little did I know that even then, Miles—this small-town boy who had nothing—was already scheming to take everything my family had.
As for Serena?
She didn’t get the scholarship either. Instead, she became a rich man’s mistress, only to be discovered by his wife, who gave her a thorough beating and blacklisted her.
After that, Serena was reduced to working as a cashier to survive.
Until I found her.
When I offered her a job as my assistant, she clung to me like a lifeline, desperate to rebuild her life. She had no idea she was just a pawn in my game.
I brought Serena everywhere—to upscale galas, family dinners—anywhere Miles was sure to be. It didn’t take long for her to do what she did best: seduce a man.
Miles didn’t stand a chance.
When the private investigator sent me photos of their affair, I wasn’t upset—I was thrilled. Serena had destroyed my reputation, and Miles had destroyed my family.
The two of them deserved each other.
After all, Miles had already gotten away with murder once.
My parents had died because of him, and he’d made sure there was no evidence.
His next move?
Getting rid of me, so every penny of my family’s fortune would belong to him—and Serena.
I glanced at Miles’s urn sitting on the mantle.
If only he’d understood one simple truth: never bite the hand that feeds you.
But he didn’t.
I poured myself another half glass of wine, savoring it, when the doorbell rang.
Standing on my doorstep were Miles’s parents, Serena, and a man in a sharp suit.
Miles’s mom wasted no time.
She strutted in like she owned the place.
“Lila, this is our lawyer. Now that Miles is gone, we’re here to settle the inheritance."
'You’ll hand over our share today, and after that, we never have to see each other again.”
I gave her a calm smile.
“Sure. Let’s settle it. But before we do, mind telling me why she’s here?” I pointed at Serena.
Serena’s eyes were red and swollen, and she sniffled dramatically.
Miles’s mom patted her shoulder gently.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mama’s got you.”
I almost laughed.
Mama? That was fast.
Miles’s mom lifted her chin and said proudly, “We already know what happened to Miles. It wasn’t Serena’s fault."
"And besides, she’s carrying my grandchild. Lila, part of the inheritance belongs to my grandson!”
Ignorance really is bliss.
“Fine,” I said, my tone light.
“Once the baby’s born, we’ll do a DNA test. If it’s Miles’s child, I’ll happily give him his share.”
Miles’s mom’s face twisted in anger.
“No! That’ll take months! What if you blow through all the money in the meantime?"
"You’ve been with my son for years and never had a child."
'Now that I finally have a grandson, you will hand over the money.”
I turned to the lawyer and gestured toward him.
“As for the baby’s rights to the inheritance, why don’t you ask your lawyer?”
The lawyer coughed awkwardly.
“Mrs. Rivers, a baby that hasn’t been born yet can’t inherit."
"Now, about the division of the assets—when should we begin?”
Miles’s parents exchanged a look, then squared their shoulders.
“Today,” they declared.
The maid had replaced the carpet and furniture, and a feast was waiting on the dining table.
I poured myself a glass of red wine and raised it in a toast to the empty room.
“To Miles,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Thank you for all your hard work over the years. Your wealth is now mine.”
I took a slow sip.
“You owe your success to my family. Consider this payback for everything you took from us.”
I paused, my smile turning cold.
“You could’ve had it all, Miles."
'If you’d just stayed faithful, you could’ve been the one enjoying all of this."
"But no. You couldn’t resist temptation. So now, here we are.”
Another sip.
“And don’t worry—I’ve made sure my parents can rest easy. Justice has been served.”
The icy look in my eyes lingered as I set the glass down.
This was my first big dream—the one I chased as a teenager.
And it vanished overnight, like it had never existed.
Sometimes I wish I’d never gotten that good news in the first place.
When I asked why I was passed over, my professor sighed deeply before finally saying, “Lila, you’re brilliant."
"But your reputation matters, and Master Theo has very high standards for his students.”
I knew immediately—this was Serena Blake’s doing.
The rejection crushed me.
I spiraled into a depression so deep it felt endless.
The only person who helped me climb out was Miles.
He told me, “One day, when you’re running your family’s company, you’ll make it big enough to meet Theo on your own terms.”
Little did I know that even then, Miles—this small-town boy who had nothing—was already scheming to take everything my family had.
As for Serena?
She didn’t get the scholarship either. Instead, she became a rich man’s mistress, only to be discovered by his wife, who gave her a thorough beating and blacklisted her.
After that, Serena was reduced to working as a cashier to survive.
Until I found her.
When I offered her a job as my assistant, she clung to me like a lifeline, desperate to rebuild her life. She had no idea she was just a pawn in my game.
I brought Serena everywhere—to upscale galas, family dinners—anywhere Miles was sure to be. It didn’t take long for her to do what she did best: seduce a man.
Miles didn’t stand a chance.
When the private investigator sent me photos of their affair, I wasn’t upset—I was thrilled. Serena had destroyed my reputation, and Miles had destroyed my family.
The two of them deserved each other.
After all, Miles had already gotten away with murder once.
My parents had died because of him, and he’d made sure there was no evidence.
His next move?
Getting rid of me, so every penny of my family’s fortune would belong to him—and Serena.
I glanced at Miles’s urn sitting on the mantle.
If only he’d understood one simple truth: never bite the hand that feeds you.
But he didn’t.
I poured myself another half glass of wine, savoring it, when the doorbell rang.
Standing on my doorstep were Miles’s parents, Serena, and a man in a sharp suit.
Miles’s mom wasted no time.
She strutted in like she owned the place.
“Lila, this is our lawyer. Now that Miles is gone, we’re here to settle the inheritance."
'You’ll hand over our share today, and after that, we never have to see each other again.”
I gave her a calm smile.
“Sure. Let’s settle it. But before we do, mind telling me why she’s here?” I pointed at Serena.
Serena’s eyes were red and swollen, and she sniffled dramatically.
Miles’s mom patted her shoulder gently.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mama’s got you.”
I almost laughed.
Mama? That was fast.
Miles’s mom lifted her chin and said proudly, “We already know what happened to Miles. It wasn’t Serena’s fault."
"And besides, she’s carrying my grandchild. Lila, part of the inheritance belongs to my grandson!”
Ignorance really is bliss.
“Fine,” I said, my tone light.
“Once the baby’s born, we’ll do a DNA test. If it’s Miles’s child, I’ll happily give him his share.”
Miles’s mom’s face twisted in anger.
“No! That’ll take months! What if you blow through all the money in the meantime?"
"You’ve been with my son for years and never had a child."
'Now that I finally have a grandson, you will hand over the money.”
I turned to the lawyer and gestured toward him.
“As for the baby’s rights to the inheritance, why don’t you ask your lawyer?”
The lawyer coughed awkwardly.
“Mrs. Rivers, a baby that hasn’t been born yet can’t inherit."
"Now, about the division of the assets—when should we begin?”
Miles’s parents exchanged a look, then squared their shoulders.
“Today,” they declared.
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