The Heiress You Threw Away Chapter 08

The Heiress You Threw Away Chapter 08

After the exhibition, Don Salvatore came to see me once.

He looked much older than he had three years ago. The first thing he said when he saw me was,

“Elena, I’m sorry.”

I didn’t say anything.

He handed me a document. “These are the assets that should have been under your mother’s name.

Plus compensation from the D’Amato Family.”

I didn’t even flip through it. “I’ll have my lawyer handle it.”

Don Salvatore gave a bitter smile. “You won’t even look at me now?”

I said evenly, “Don Salvatore, the fact that I’m willing to stand here and speak to you is already the

greatest respect I have left.”

His face went gray.

I didn’t hate him anymore. Hate takes too much energy. I just had no desire to ever see him as a

father again.

Later, Luca transferred more than half his shares into my name.

He sent an email: [I know you don’t want this. But it’s what the D’Amato Family owes you. From now on, whether you ever acknowledge me or not, I’ll spend the rest of my life protecting your

mother’s name.]

I had my lawyer accept it. Not out of forgiveness. Just because my mother and I should have had it

all along.

Dante sent a bank card too. And a letter.

The letter said: [Elena, I’m not asking you to look back. I just hope everyone you meet from now on

treats you better than I did.]

I returned the card. I didn’t keep the letter.

Elias asked me, “Does it really not hurt anymore?”

I thought about it. “It still does. But it doesn’t hurt so much I can’t live.”

He smiled. “Good.”

Half a year later, I decided to stay and work at the Restoration Institute permanently.

On the anniversary of my mother’s death, I went back to the small town where she used to live. It had been demolished. The old apartment was gone.

Near where it used to stand, I planted a magnolia tree. When the wind blew, the leaves trembled softly. Like my mother gently stroking my head.

I crouched down and buried the restored magnolia flower pendant beneath the tree.

It had once been my most precious possession. Someone had maliciously crushed it underfoot.

But now I didn’t need it anymore to prove I’d been loved.

My mother had loved me. That was enough.

Before we left, Elias handed me that small box he’d kept for three years. “Ready for something new

now?”

I opened it. The lily pendant lay quietly inside. The silver gleam was soft. But clean.

This time, I didn’t refuse. “Thank you.”

He looked at me. “Elena, walk forward.”

I held the pendant in my palm. The sky was slowly brightening in the distance.

I suddenly smiled.

Right. It was time to walk forward.