The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 733

Jovani's perfectly sculpted tragic expression falters, a flicker of feigned embarrassment crossing her features. "I know my presence here is... complicated. But Charles and I shared over a decade together. Even if the romance faded, we were family. My only regret is the pain it caused your mother."

She has the sheer audacity to bring Deanna into this. Knowing exactly how to twist the knife, Jade steps forward, looking at Nikolai and Alec with wide, tear-filled eyes.

"Nikolai, Alec... I know where I stand now," Jade whispers, her voice trembling. "But all those years we spent under the same roof—that wasn't a lie. I truly loved you both as my own brothers."

"Oh, really?" Nikolai scoffs, his voice dripping with venom. "Is that why you tried to get us killed?"

"If you actually saw us as brothers, you'd wire back every single cent you stole and sign those properties back over to me," Alec fires back, not holding back.

Faced with their blistering public shut-down, Jade pales. She hadn't expected them to air their dirty laundry in front of all these elite guests. Don't they have any pride? It wasn't her fault they were stupid enough to be conned. Alec had signed those assets over willingly! Now he has the nerve to demand them back in front of half of Capital City's high society? Pathetic.

"Now, now, boys, let's keep calm. Today is about honoring your father," a smooth, authoritative voice interjects.

Gregory Sinclair steps out from the crowd to play peacemaker. The Sinclair family is a massive powerhouse, and his presence at the funeral is practically mandatory.

Tara has arrived.

She stands in the doorway, draped in an elegant, minimalist black dress, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders like liquid silk. Her striking, flawless features are completely devoid of emotion, making her look both ethereal and incredibly dangerous.

By her side is Danny. Dressed in an immaculately tailored dark suit with a simple floral tribute pinned to his lapel, his presence is suffocatingly powerful. The quiet, predatory authority rolling off him commands instant, terrified respect from everyone in the room.

Jade's blood boils at the sight of her. "Tara, I just came to see Dad. There's no need to be so hostile. I know you hate me, but I spent my whole life in this family. I care about him too."