The Hellborn Heiress​ - chapter 23

A foul stench quickly spread throughout the living room.

The servants, seeing that Jiang Ci had returned and recalling Nanny Zhang’s tragic fate, didn’t dare approach her. They all scurried into the shadows to watch from a safe distance.

Jiang Wan frowned, her expression unpleasant. “Jiang Ci, get out. This isn’t a place you should be.”

In the past, Jiang Ci’s activities were limited to the garden and the backyard.

The house was so clean and luxurious-even the carpet beneath their feet cost tens of thousands each. How could they tolerate someone as filthy as Jiang Ci coming in and defiling it?

But things were different now.

The Jiang Ci before her seemed like a completely different person.

Her eyes were no longer dull and timid. Though she wasn’t dressed in anything expensive, the improved black cheongsam dress she wore made her look especially cold and noble.

Standing there, she exuded a solitary arrogance that seemed to look down on all living things.

A sense of unease welled up in Jiang Wan’s heart.

The current Jiang Ci was like a lunatic-she was probably here to cause trouble for her father again.

“My dad is already like this because of you. What more do you want?”

Jiang Wan had checked the surveillance footage and discovered that on the day her father became paralyzed, only Jiang Ci had left the hospital room unscathed.

Although her father’s speech was slurred, whenever she asked if Jiang Ci was responsible, he would blink furiously-so much that his eyelids spasmed.

Both her parents had ended up like this, and it was all connected to Jiang Ci.

She truly never wanted to see this demon again!

“I told you to get out. Didn’t you hear me?”

Jiang Wan couldn’t help but raise her voice.

Jiang Ci smiled faintly and slowly walked up to her.

“Jiang Wan, do you know what happens to informants who tip others off?”

Jiang Wan’s heart skipped a beat, but she forced her face to remain calm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about-”

Suddenly, Jiang Ci grabbed her chin.

“In Hell, your mouth would be sewn shut with a needle and thread, nice and tight.”

“You… you…” Jiang Wan felt as if her jawbone was about to crack from the pain.

After all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl. Facing a demon like Jiang Ci, no matter how much she tried to maintain the noble bearing of the Eldest Miss, tears streamed down her face from the pain.

“Abba! Abba!” Seeing Jiang Ci bullying his precious daughter, Jiang Fu broke out in a cold sweat, terrified that something terrible would happen to Wanwan.

The servants hid in the corners, not daring to breathe.

Jiang Ci was now even scarier than a demon. They couldn’t beat her, and if they tried, they’d only end up being abused.

They were only paid to do hard labor, not to risk their lives. It wasn’t worth it.

Jiang Ci’s expression remained calm, the corners of her lips slightly upturned. “This is your warning. If you do it again, it won’t be this simple.”

She let go.

Jiang Wan let out a scream of pain.

Her jawbone had already been crushed.

Everyone was dumbfounded, filled with fear and anxiety.

Jiang Ci must have gone mad!

How could she attack others so indiscriminately, and with such cruelty? Was she even human?

That was the Eldest Miss!

The Eldest Miss was so kind and had never provoked her, yet Jiang Ci still didn’t spare her.

What a monster!

Jiang Ci glanced indifferently at Jiang Fu, who was slumped on the sofa. “Looking good. Keep it up. Only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven days to go~”

Jiang Fu was so furious he nearly coughed up blood.

This wretch, how vicious!

He never should have listened to his father and kept her. He should have thrown her into the sewers and let her die there, rot there forever!

“Jiang Ci!” Jiang Wan clutched her chin, glaring at her with hatred. “Don’t forget, you’re just the maid’s child in our family! Without the Jiang Family, who will protect you in the future?”

Jiang Ci hadn’t planned to bring this up, but since Jiang Wan mentioned it, she didn’t hold back.

“Aren’t you the maid’s child?”

At these words, everyone froze.

Especially the servants.

They all craned their necks, faces filled with shock and gossip.

“Damn, if that’s true, haven’t we been calling the wrong Eldest Miss all these years?”
“Xiao Ci must be talking nonsense. Miss Wanwan is the real daughter of the Master and Madam; she is the child of the previous nanny.”

“I think Xiao Ci is just jealous that Miss Wanwan is the same age as her but lives a better life, so she’s deliberately trying to smear the Eldest Miss.”

A visible flash of panic crossed Jiang Wan’s face. She gritted her teeth through the pain and snapped, “You’re the nanny’s child! I am the legitimate daughter of the Jiang Family. How dare you slander me?”

Jiang Ci looked at her with a playful gaze. “You’ve known you’re a fake heiress for a long time, haven’t you? That’s why you work so hard to please this family. Truly worthy of your bootlicker bloodline-just like your biological mother.”

Before she was reborn, Jiang Ci had already read up on the Jiang Family and its members.

Jiang Wan’s biological mother, the previous nanny of the Jiang Family, was a middle-aged woman who was servile and obsequious.

“Jiang Ci!” Jiang Wan was furious. “The Jiang Family kindly took you in for eighteen years, fed and clothed you, and this is how you repay your benefactors-with slander and harm?”

“My mommy and daddy have already been harmed by you, and now you’re trying to smear my background. What are you up to?”

The servants echoed her words in agreement.

“The Eldest Miss is right. Madam kindly took Jiang Ci in, even gave her the Jiang surname. Not only is she ungrateful, she’s so heartless.”

“Isn’t this just a white-eyed wolf!”

Jiang Ci smiled faintly and threw out her trump card. “Oh? Then why do you look nothing like Ye Shuhua, but instead resemble the previous nanny?”

She took out the photo of Jiang Wan’s biological mother that Jiang Wan had hidden in her wardrobe.

“How did you get that photo? Wait!” Jiang Wan’s face turned deathly pale as she lunged to snatch it back, but she was a step too late.

Jiang Ci casually tossed the photo into the corner by the wall.

The servants scrambled for it as if it were a treasure, each eager to take a look.

Sure enough.

The middle-aged woman in the photo, heavily pregnant, bore a striking resemblance to Jiang Wan-at least sixty to seventy percent alike!

The servants stared in shock, their gazes at Jiang Wan now tinged with contempt and mockery.

To think they had always addressed Jiang Wan so respectfully as the Eldest Miss. Though she was usually kind, most of the time she acted high and mighty!

They thought she was a truly noble heiress, but it turned out she was just like them-a servant!

The way everyone looked at Jiang Wan nearly drove her mad with anger.

She had indeed accidentally discovered long ago that she was not the Jiang Family’s heiress, but the nanny’s child.

When she learned this secret, it was like a bolt from the blue-a humiliation beyond words.

Because she couldn’t bear the thought that she was actually the Jiang Ci she looked down on the most.

To preserve her identity and status, she had to act like a proper lady every day, obedient and sensible, just to make Jiang Fu and Ye Shuhua love her more as their adopted daughter and despise their own flesh and blood.

And she had succeeded.

But she also pitied her deceased biological mother, so she secretly kept a photo, taking it out to look at when she missed her.

She never imagined that the earth-shattering secret she had hidden for years would be exposed by Jiang Ci!

How could she ever command respect from the servants again?

How could she face the heiresses and socialites of Jiangbei?

“Aba… Aba Aba!”

Jiang Fu hadn’t expected that the secret he’d hidden for eighteen years had already been discovered by Jiang Ci.

Was this why she was taking revenge on her biological father?

Even though he wanted to protect Wanwan’s reputation, at this moment he couldn’t utter a complete sentence. He could only watch helplessly as his precious daughter was humiliated by Jiang Ci.

“You stole my identity. What right do you have to shout at me so righteously?” Jiang Ci chuckled softly.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from behind.

“You wicked girl! How dare you bully my precious biological daughter while I’m not home!”

It was Ye Shuhua, her face full of rage.

She sat in a wheelchair, pushed through the door by Steward Li.

Ye Shuhua wore an eye patch over one eye, her remaining right eye glaring at Jiang Ci with venomous intensity as she loudly declared:

“That photo is fake! Jiang Ci forged it! Would I not know if Wanwan is my own daughter or not?”