But he had just sneered, not giving Natalie a second thought.

Back then, all they could see was Joanna.

Colin's heart ached. The damage was done. The thought of the document severing

their ties weighed heavily on his mind.

Nathan was the one who had arranged for that document. It had all been premeditated.

At the time, his only goal was to drive Natalie out and take over their mother's company.

And they had been fools, kept completely in the dark, knowing nothing.

Colin took a deep breath. The pain was overwhelming.

"Colin, is Natalie still not answering your calls?" Jerome's voice came from behind him.

Colin turned to face him, his gaze falling to his brother's disabled leg, and his eyes filled with regret.

Natalie had warned him about his leg.

But he hadn't believed her.

Just how much had they ignored Natalie? Colin couldn't bear to think about it.

His voice was dejected. "Jerome, it's just as we thought. Natalie will probably never forgive us."

Jerome had already expected this outcome. He took a deep breath, feeling his own heart break.

He looked out the window at the brilliant fireworks. This holiday season was cold and lonely, but it was brutally real.

You never truly see the hearts of those around you until you fall on hard times.

"Colin, we know we were wrong now. Perhaps time will melt Natalie's hatred for us."

He knew this was just wishful thinking. Natalie would never forgive him.

Back then, for Joanna's sake, he had been absolutely ruthless.

He could spare a smile for a stranger, but he had used the cruelest methods on his own sister.

He had also used the cruelest methods to drive away Zenobia, the woman who loved him most, leaving her and their child with no one to rely on.

Colin gave a bitter smile. "Maybe."

His gaze sharpened slightly. "Jerome, Natalie's racing skills are incredible! She beat the Danvers team Tell me, why didn't she ever mention how skilled she was when She first came back?"

"If she had shown she was better than Joanna, would things have been different for us siblings?"

Jerome shook his head. "No. The

person who hurt her most among all

of us was Mom. Mom was never willing to admit Natalie was her biological daughter. She even, ordered Natalie not to outshine Joanna because she was prettier."

"For all those years, Natalie only

wore casual clothes, not a single et

decent dress. Because Mom

wouldn't allow her to be more Beautiful than Joanna."

They were just her brothers, but a mother's role was always different.

Jerome pressed his lips together. No matter how much regret he felt, it was too late.

Their sister didn't want them anymore.

"By the way, Nathan is spending the holiday with assistant Miller tonight," Jerome said suddenly.

Just as the fireworks faded, Wendy, who had come out for a glass of water, heard him clearly.

A cold smile touched her lips. This would be the last holiday Nathan would enjoy. After this, good things were bound to happen.

Wendy poured a cup of hot water and returned to her room.

She opened her phone and saw a video of Nathan buying luxury goods for assistant Miller.

Kicking a man while he was down, she forwarded the video to Sophia.

Then she sent another message.

[Sophia, this must be the happiness you always wanted. Too bad it belongs to another woman now.]