The Unwanted Daughter When Love Comes Too Late novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318 My Name Is Tracy Yarwood

Chapter 318 My Name Is Tracy Yarwood

When people are drowning in shame, they often cover it

up with anger.

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That was Daphne.

She glared at Tracy. “I told you–I was misled. It wasn’t from my heart! Don’t you know Erin, she…

In the end, Daphne still didn’t mention the system or the soul possession.

After all, with so many people around, if this ever got out, the Jackmans would be torn apart by public opinion worldwide.

At worst, they could even end up in jail.

Tracy knew exactly what she wanted to say. A cold smile spread across her face.

“Yeah, I know you were ‘misled.’ But did you forget what Erin herself said? She said if your hearts were strong enough, she wouldn’t have stood a chance. Look at Grandpa. Look at Walter. Even Ronald, a stranger I met when I was kidnapped, trusted me completely. He could do it. But the family who raised me for 18 years couldn’t. And now you want to blame Erin?”

Her words cut like glass.

“You were fooled because you already had doubts in your heart. That’s on you. No one else.”

Daphne’s last excuse crumbled. She opened her mouth but couldn’t find a single defense. Her face turned white, like she might faint any second.

Tracy didn’t feel the slightest pity. She struck the final blow.

“You’ve been camping outside the office, telling the world how sorry you are, begging for my forgiveness. Are you saying there’s no hidden motive?

“You just wanted to use public pressure. Force me into forgiving you. Force me into handing over my shares. Then you’d get what you wanted–a sweet, obedient daughter who goes back home like nothing happened.

“Be honest with yourself. How much of your daily begging is sincere?

“Why should I forgive you just because you said sorry?

“Does an apology erase everything you did to me?”

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Chapter 318 My Name Is Tracy Yarwood

Every word landed on Daphne like a hammer.

“No, that’s not true….

But it was. Deep down, she knew it was. And everyone watching knew it, too.

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Under the weight of so many judging eyes, Daphne finally broke. She turned and fled in a panic.

After that day, Daphne never showed up at the company again. She didn’t even try to contact Tracy in private.

Later, Andrew told Tracy that Daphne had fallen sick. She’d lost weight, kept waking from nightmares, and looked worse by the day.

“She’s still your mom,” Andrew said with a frown. “We can tolerate your anger, but you went too far. You hurt Mom. She’s sad.”

Tracy pressed her fingers against her temple, irritated. “Her heartbreak isn’t my problem.”

Andrew froze. He didn’t see that cold response coming. He felt helpless.

“Tracy, she’s your mom. Families fight, sure, but what kind of grudge could be so deep? Haven’t you calmed down yet?”

He sounded gentle, like a big brother trying to coax his little sister out of a tantrum.

Tracy’s smiled mockingly. “If you’re too busy to remember, I don’t mind digging up those news clips from when you held that big press conference in Cloudville, when you stripped me of the Jackman name. Maybe that’ll jog your memory–I stopped being a Jackman years ago.

“My name is Tracy Yarwood.”

Andrew’s brows knit together, guilt flickering in his eyes.

“We were wrong. I admit it. But we were misled, too—it wasn’t from our hearts. Even back when we held that press conference, we regretted it. If you’d just admitted fault, we’d have canceled the whole thing. But you were so stubborn.

“Looking back, I guess that stubborn streak runs in the family.”

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