Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 241 78% +13 Seeing Edward's silence, Fabian continued, “It is better to endure short pain than to suffer

long. Rather than allowing Mom to live daily in the agony wrought by Evelyn's absence, it would be better to

reveal the truth-that Evelyn has passed away.” Upon hearing this, Edward furrowed his brow and glanced at

Fabian. While he too wished to speak candidly, he feared that Quinita would not withstand yet another blow. The

loss of Evelyn had been devastating for Quinita; the day Evelyn died, she had fainted from the depth of her

sorrow, enduring illness for months. Though she eventually improved, each day remained a blur where she was

unable to discern whether Evelyn was alive or gone. An inexplicable rumor had emerged within the Evans family,

suggesting that Evelyn was alive. Quinita was convinced of its truth, but she wouldn't bear to learn that the

daughter who had returned was not Evelyn but rather the other daughter Quinita had thought was dead for

eighteen years. Edward feared that Quinita might fall gravely ill from the revelation. Thus, he knew he must be

faultless in his approach, mitigating any potential harm to her. Still, by hurting this daughter, he felt a sting of

anguish gnawing at his conscience. Fabian said, “Dad, have you considered that perhaps this information was

deliberately leaked?” Edward asked, “What do you mean?” “Someone has intentionally spread this news with a

singular, clear intent: to exploit Mom's love for Evelyn to inflict pain upon Elysia. Last night, Elysia was attacked-

she nearly escaped, and you would have lost your daughter.” Edward's face turned pale upon hearing Fabian’s

words. He hastily inquired, “What is her condition? Is she hurt?” Before Fabian could respond, Javier chimed in,

“Fortunately, we happened to be near her during the incident. Fabian took a stab meant for her and was

poisoned. If it weren't for Elysia administering an antidote, Fabian might die. “You have no idea-the lengths she

went to for Fabian; she made a deep cut in her palm just to save him, and it painsto see that. “Dad, we have

already burdened Elysia far too much; we cannot harm her any further. She is truly a wonderful person.” Javier

recalled Jack's account of Elysia’s past-a girl who would hide her own wounds and nurse them in solitude, never

wishing to cause sorrow to those who loved her. They couldn't bear to inflict pain upon her. Javier thought, ‘Elysia

is my sister-why must she live under Evelyn's identity, even if Evelyn is also my sister? ‘Evelyn is gone; if she

were alive, she would never have wished for this situation. She is inherently good. If she can see that she has a

sister still alive in this world, she will certainly rejoice.” Elysia stood away, unable to discern their exact

conversation but grasping sof the general sentiments. Edward-her biological father-wanted her to return as

another person, all for the sake of the woman who hummed lullabies while patting a doll’s back, as she lay on

the bed. The first moment she glimpsed Quinita, every action from Quinita was executed with such care. The

gentle grasp of her hand, the caress of her mask, the softness of her voice-this was undoubtedly a mother’s

touch. Holden regarded Elysia, noting her downcast gaze, and an uneasy feeling washed over him. He had

overheard their discussion. “How could dad wish Elysia to play Evelyn? Although | feel for mom, we can’t hurt

Elysia! 1/3 09:28 Mon, 10 Mar Chapter 241 Holden placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, speaking earnestly,

“Elysia, do not worry; | will not allow this to happen. You are your own self, not a substitute for anyone else, nor

will you bear another's identity.” At his words, Elysia met his gaze, her heart warming at the tenderness and

resolve reflected in his eyes. Just moments ago, Fabian and Javier had also defended her so fiercely. They had all

treated her with kindness. +13) Reflecting on Quinita, the tenderest part of Elysia’s heart quivered. ‘Quinita has

becwho she is because of her fierce love for Evelyn. If | had grown up in the family, Quinita would have

lovedin that sway too. Perhaps she should indeed fulfill Quinita’s wish-not because Quinita is her

mother, but simply because Quinita is a mother. Elysia could not bear the thought of such a person suffering.

Stepping firmly forward, Holden, unsure of her intent, hurried after her. Elysia said, “I will return as Evelyn.” The

proclamation stunned them all into silence as they gaped at Elysia. ‘Did she truly understand the weight of her

words?‘ Edward beheld this delicate girl for the first time, astounded by how much she resembled the memory of

Evelyn. For a moment, he almost mistook her for Evelyn, though he could sense a chill surrounding her-so

different from everything he remembered about Evelyn. This was not Evelyn; this was his other daughter, Elysia.

He wouldnt have imagined that many years later, he would reunite with this daughter. She was alive. To see her,

whole and standing before him, flooded his heart with a joy he struggled to articulate. Eighteen years earlier,

upon hearing news of his daughter's stillbirth, he had languished in despair for an extended period, with the

entire Evans family too afraid to utter even a word about it. But silence could not erase their memories. Each

tthey gazed upon Evelyn, they recalled the child who had departed this world mere moments after entering

it. That was his daughter. The daughter he had yearned for long. He still vividly remembered the joyous

atmosphere in the Evans family when they learned Quinita was expecting twin daughters. Watching Elysia, he

softened his expression and his tone grew gentle, “Elysia, | am- Before Edward could finish, Elysia interjected,

“Mr. Evans, | consent to return as Evelyn not due to any bond we may share, but out of respect for every mother

who loves her child.” “I have one condition: this will be my only performance in this role; you must provide me

with a suitable reason for my departure afterward. Do you think you can meet my condition?” Elysia asked, her

eyes fixed on Edward, her tone tinged with detachment. For a moment, Edward felt dazed, only coming to

himself to nod slowly. “Since Mr. Evans has agreed, | shall prepare to accompany you home,” she declared, about

to turn away. Edward, eager to follow, lifted his foot, but as he did so, Elysia shot him a glance, her voice icy, “No

outsiders are permitted.” Edward was taken aback. ‘Outsider? Am | an outsider to her?’ Yet, in the moment he

glimpsed Elysia’s disappearing figure, he experienced a peculiar familiarity, a sense of recognition. It was not

because of Evelyn. Why do | feel this way?” Fabian, sensing his confusion, stepped closer and stood beside him,

gazing at Elysia’s silhouette. In a low voice, he murmured. “Do you find her familiar?” 09:28 Mon, 10 Mar 76+

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