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Chapter_77
Kathleen’s eyes widened in shock as the cold steel of the fruit knife touched her chest. Her bravado faltered for the first time. “W-What are you doing, Sadie?” she stammered, her voice wavering.
Sadie’s expression remained unreadable, her grip on the knife steady as she leaned in slightly. “You’ve spent so much of your life making others miserable, thinking your wealth and power give you control. But now,” she whispered, her voice chilling, “it’s clear that none of that matters if you don’t respect the people you try to step on.”
Kathleen was speechless, her arrogant sneer melting away as fear started to settle in. “You think you can scare me with this? You’re nothing but a poor woman with nothing to lose!”
Sadie’s eyes darkened. “Exactly. I have nothing left to lose, Kathleen. You pushed me into a corner. I’m not afraid to fight back anymore.” She pressed the knife just slightly harder against Kathleen’s chest, enough to make her feel the threat.
“Sadie…” Kathleen’s voice was barely a whisper now, her bravado gone. “You can’t be serious.”
Sadie’s gaze never wavered. “I’m very serious. You’ve been tormenting me and my children for far too long. I’m done being afraid of you.”
Just then, the door to the house suddenly burst open, and Brenda rushed in with the children behind her. “Miss Sadie, please…” Brenda said, voice trembling with concern, but she didn’t dare approach too quickly, afraid of making the situation worse.
Sadie didn’t take her eyes off Kathleen. “Brenda, take the kids to the back room. This is something I have to handle.”
Brenda hesitated for a moment, but seeing the sharpness in Sadie’s eyes, she gently took the children’s hands and guided them away. “Come on, kids,” she said softly, though her voice was filled with worry. “Let’s go play for a while, okay?”
Noah and Mia looked back at Sadie, unsure, but Nathan, ever the protector, shot a defiant look at Kathleen. “We don’t like her, Mommy. Don’t let her hurt you.”
Sadie smiled faintly at her children, her heart swelling with pride. “I’ll be fine. Go with Brenda.”
Once the children were safely out of earshot, Sadie turned back to Kathleen. Her expression was now calm, even detached. “I’ll ask you once more, Kathleen: Leave. Or I’ll make sure you regret stepping foot in this house again.”
Kathleen, still trying to maintain some semblance of her former arrogance, hesitated. But the icy resolve in Sadie’s eyes made her reconsider. She had never seen Sadie like this before, and the fear that had briefly crossed her face now returned in full force.
With a sharp intake of breath, Kathleen took a step back. “Fine. You’ll regret this, Sadie. Mark my words. You may think you’ve won, but I’ll make sure you lose everything.”
Sadie lowered the knife, her face still unreadable. “You’re the one who’s lost, Kathleen. You’ve lost any respect I had left for you. Now leave, before I decide it’s time for you to learn some real consequences.”
Kathleen shot her one last glare before spinning on her heel and storming out of the house, slamming the door behind her.
Sadie exhaled slowly, the weight of the confrontation settling on her shoulders. She had stood her ground, but at what cost? What would Kathleen do next? And, more importantly, what kind of person was she becoming?
She shook off the doubts, focusing on the warmth of her children and the peace she’d fought for. For now, that was all that mattered.
