Chapter 415

Melina's despair and heartbreak meant nothing to Joseph. Instead, he added salt to the wound, sounding utterly cruel. "You know, I have proof of everything my dear nephew has done. Do you want to see it, Melina? I'm sure you'll find it enlightening." Curled up beside Wallace, Melina covered her ears. "I don't want to hear it. I don't want to see it," she whispered, her voice hollow. Her once-bright eyes were now dim, void of any light. It all made sense now—every kind gesture from Andrew, every moment of support, had been nothing but a lie. When Melina had come to Cyntia, the only two people she'd trusted had been Wallace and Andrew. Andrew had been there for her in moments of need, saving her and standing by her side. She'd believed he was a good person—someone she could rely on. Slowly, she'd allowed herself to fall for his kindness. But kids who grew up starved for love were easily fooled. Having never experienced real care, Melina found that even the smallest act of