My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 590:

Her words were measured, but her gaze shifted deliberately to Billie, silently warning her to remain clear-headed and not be swayed by Lise’s manipulative words.

Billie, however, seemed deaf to the underlying warning. She clung tightly to Lise’s hand, as though the young woman were her lifeline.

Lise, her expression aggrieved, said softly, “I know I’m not qualified to be a part of the Norris family. But I grew up without a mother’s love. Maybe it’s because of my connection with Lisa, or maybe it’s just fate, but I feel an extraordinary bond with Billie.” Her words, crafted to sound humble and sincere, struck a chord with Billie. Billie tightened her grip on Lise’s hand, utterly convinced. “She’s right. Their names are so similar. She’s my comfort after Lisa.”

Shawn and Melany exchanged a glance, their expressions steady and unshaken. They had lived long enough to see through countless schemes and manipulations. To them, Lise’s ploy was insignificant.

They were loving grandparents to Kristopher and Carrie, but to outsiders—especially someone who disrupted the family’s peace—they showed no leniency.

Their love for Lisa was deep and unwavering. But they understood one painful truth: death was final. No matter what, even if Lise carried Lisa’s heart, she could never truly replace her.

Their granddaughter would never have stooped to such tactics or relied on manipulation for personal gain.

Shawn’s voice cut through the room, sharp and commanding. “Ms. Nash, today is our family dinner. Your presence here is highly inappropriate.”noveldrama

Lise remained unperturbed. Her lips curved into a calm smile as she responded evenly, “My mother and I went shopping earlier today, and she accidentally left something with me. I am here to return it.”

She reached into her bag and pulled out a delicate bracelet, holding it up for all to see.

The bracelet, unmistakably Billie’s, sparkled under the chandelier light. Billie often shopped with Lise, leaving trinkets and belongings behind in her car.

Today was no exception, but the bracelet was hardly the real reason for Lise’s visit. She had received an anonymous tip that Carrie planned to return to the Norris Mansion to expose her.

With Kristopher abroad, Lise knew time was not on her side. She needed to seek Billie’s protection. The Norris family wielded immense influence; one misstep could see her erased from existence.

Melany’s voice rang out, cold and cutting. “Since you have delivered the item, you can leave now. If you did not drive here, I will have a driver take you home.”

She turned toward the servants without sparing Lise another glance. “You have been getting careless—allowing just anyone inside. If this happens again, I will not hesitate to replace some of you.”

Though her words were aimed at the servants, the intended sting was unmistakably for Lise.

The staff exchanged uneasy glances, their faces pale. Bowing their heads, they murmured in unison, “Understood, Mrs. Norris.” The truth of Lise’s connection to Billie was lost on Shawn and Melany, but the household staff knew better. Billie had been treating Lise like family these days, and the drivers and servants often turned a blind eye when she arrived. This evening, amidst the family’s arguments, they had hesitated to interrupt, allowing Lise to slip in unnoticed.

Instead of leaving, Lise sat beside Billie, her hand resting over the older woman’s in a gesture of quiet solidarity.

Her gaze shifted briefly to Carrie, who had been studying the scene with a detached air. When Carrie finally spoke, her voice was steady, almost dispassionate. “Since everyone is gathered, it is time to clear the air.”

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