Chapter 225

　　Tabitha's POV 　　I saw the helplessness and despair in Daphne's eyes. 　　"Tabitha," she began, her voice weak and shaky, "in fact, it's all Madam Rose's schemes." 　　I gripped her hand tight, trying to push her on, "Who's Madam Rose? What the hell happened?" 　　Daphne took a deep breath, like she was digging for some courage. "She's my mom—no. I should call her Megan now. She's been pulling all the strings." 　　I stood there, listening carefully as she narrated the whole story, every word hitting my heart like a ton of bricks. 　　When she finished, I couldn't help snapping, "So you knew your blood could save Mom, yet you denied it and watched her suffer? And even die? 　　"Even if you didn't know she was your biological mother, you should've treated her like that! You have enjoyed her motherly love for so many years. How can you be so ungrateful?" 　　My voice echoed in the room, filled with anger and disappointment. 　　The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. 　　How could someone be so c