Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph
Chapter 166 Thereâs My Chance
She definitely planned to intervene.
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The new cake was finally ready.
However, Hattie didnât call them down to eat it; she stayed downstairs silently.
It wasnât until mealtime that they came down to eat.
A servant mentioned that the cake had been ready for a while.
Niall asked, âWhy didnât you bring it up carlier?â
Hattie said, âMr. White, I told them not to. I saw you all were busy.â
Violeta, sitting at the dining table while eating her food, remarked, âWere you waiting because you saw my brother was busy, or because you wanted to stay here longer?â
Hattieâs little plan was exposed by Violeta, and she was furious inside.
Violeta, what do you mean? Itâs storming outside. Do you want me and my brother to go out and get struck by lightning?â
Violeta ate a small piece of steak, blinked, and said sarcastically, âOh, then why did you come? Who invited you?â
Hattic gritted her teeth, wishing she could slap Violetaâs smug face.
Niall intervened, âAlright, Vio.
enough.â
Violeta knew Hattie still had more tricks up her sleeve, so she stayed quiet.
âThe storm is pretty bad. You should stay here .â
If they took the ferry back and something happened, Niall wouldnât be able to explain it to Anton. After all, Carl had personally called Anton about this.
If Niall didnât want to get involved, he shouldnât have saved them.
Since he had helped them, he would stand to lose if anything happened to them on the island.
Hattie looked at Niall gratefully. âThank you, Mr. White.â
Benson also thanked . âThank you, Mr. White.â
âItâs nothing. No need to thank the.
Niall signalled the servants to cut the cake and serve everyone.
This time. Hattie had made the cake properly. The chiffon cake was light fluffy.
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life, were genuine and not just for show,
Midway through the meal, Niall asked Hattic, âYouâre in the same class as Vio, right?â
Hattie paused for a moment.
Mr. White. My brother and I are in the same class as Violeta.â
Niall nodded, his tone friendly. âVio hasnât been back in Quinston for long. She can be a bit blunt sometime Please bear with her.â
âOf course, she replied.
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Hearing that, Violeta asked while taking a sip of her orange juice, âBro, are you implying that Iâm not gentle home?â
Niall smiled warmly. âWhatever you say.â
The more Hattie listened, the stranger it sounded.
Isnât Violeta Zorenâs sister? Why is Niall so protective of her, as if she were his biological sister?
Both of them were illegitimate, but the difference in treatment between Violeta and her was stark.
Hattie couldnât contain her curiosity and bravely asked, âMr. White, is Violeta yourâ¦?â
âSister, Niall finished.
âBut what about Zorenâ¦? Hattie asked again.
Zoren cut in, âWhat about it? Vio is my sister as well. Got a problem with that? To be clear, Vio found me first. I brought her back to the White family.
Zoren brought Violeta back to the White family? Hattie thought.
So Violeta is Zorenâs halfâsister, confirming my suspicion.
Itâs just a false alarm.
She was relieved that her guess was right as she blamed the misinformation on Zelena.
Hattie bowed her head, hiding her relief.
Violeta noticed Hattieâs eyes darting around and knew she was up to something.
After dinner, Violeta pretended to go upstairs to her room but kept an eye on Hattie from the second floor.
Hattie stayed composed, sitting quietly in the living room without making any suspicious moves.
Violeta watched her from the balcony, but then she heard a noise behind her.
âSqueak!â
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She hurried back to her room to catch Hera.
In those two minutes, a emerged from the study with a kettle, presumably to fill it up.
Thereâs my chance!
Hattie seized the opportunity and approached, claiming she also needed water.
The servant set the kettle down and made room for Hattie. âGo ahead, Miss Hattic.
âThanks,â Hattie said.
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Positioning herself to block the servantâs view, Hattie placed her cup under the dispenser and stealthily poured the colorless liquid from the small bottle into the kettle.
The liquid mixed in seamlessly.
Hattie then left with her cup, and the servant, unaware of the tampering, filled the kettle and brought it back upstairs to the study.
Hattie returned to the sofa with a satisfied expression, waiting for the drug to take effect.
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