The Unwanted Daughter: When Love Comes Too Late Chapter 326: Public Humiliation

Tracy's words cut into Liam's heart like a sharp blade, draining the color from his face.

"Why?" His voice trembled. "Do you really hate us that much?"

It was the same question Benjamin had once asked, but Tracy no longer had the patience to answer.

"If you have time to ask me about hate, maybe you should think about how to treat your father's stroke or wonder where your brother has gone."

At the mention of Andrew, Tracy finally allowed herself a smile. "When he comes back, you'd better ask him what happened to him. Then you can ask me about hate again. Maybe I'll actually answer you."

Liam wasn't stupid. He might not have understood the details, but he caught one important thing.

"Do you know where Andrew is?"

Tracy didn't deny it. "Of course I do. I personally sent him there. You're always blaming me for every kidnapping. Well, this time, I actually did it. Want to call the cops on me?"

She admitted it so boldly because she knew Liam had no proof. Even if he did call the police, she wasn't afraid.

The kind of methods the academy used wasn't something the police could fix.

Besides, she was already planning to deal with the academy herself. If Liam stirred things up and made trouble for them, all the better.

Liam never expected her to admit it so calmly, with that look of deliberate provocation on her face.

He stood frozen, not knowing what to say or do.

Tracy, indifferent to his confusion, simply ordered the guards to throw him out.

The truth was, she had resented the Jackmans before, but she had never really hated them.

Because they weren't worth hating.

If it weren't for Erin, she wouldn't have bothered with the Jackmans at all.

Out of respect for her grandfather, she never intended to fight them for the shares they still held. But going back to how things used to be? Impossible.

From now on, whatever became of the Jackmans had nothing to do with her.

After that day, Liam finally understood that Tracy would never forgive them. Yet he still refused to give up.

They were family by blood, after all, and they had grown up together. He couldn't believe Tracy could be so heartless.

He told himself that she was just angry. Once her anger passed, she would forgive them. She had to.

With that belief, Liam showed up outside her office every day, but he couldn't even get past the entrance.

Unlike Daphne, who had created a scene and stirred up public opinion, Liam stayed quiet, waiting in the shadows.

He believed that if Tracy could just see his sincerity, she would forgive him.

But Tracy had already sent word: anything related to the Jackmans was not to be passed on to her. She had no idea Liam was waiting.

And even if she had known, she wouldn't have cared.

She was too busy—so busy that she barely had a moment to rest. With Ronald's help, she quickly stabilized the company, hired a professional manager, and then stepped back from the daily grind.

Finally free after months of chaos, Tracy planned to relax. What she didn't expect was that Preston would come looking for her.

Ever since sending her that mask, Preston had been watching her every move.

He was shocked to see her bounce back so quickly—back at work, strong enough to claim the company and turn it into Yarwood Enterprise.

He remembered how terrified she had been years ago, and his men had reported how shaken she looked when she first received the mask. And yet here she was, composed as ever.

Was it because of Ronald?

The thought gnawed at him. Preston couldn't sit still any longer—he had to see her for himself.

He wanted to know if the girl who had once lived in fear had truly overcome it.

And if she had, he didn't mind reminding her all over again.

But Preston never got the chance to see Tracy.

Ronald had guessed the mask came from him, so of course he stayed on guard.

To keep Preston distracted and away from Tracy, Ronald even set him up a few times using what he'd found in Preston's chip.

One trap left Preston humiliated in front of reporters—drenched head to toe when someone dumped a bucket of blood over him in the middle of a press conference.

As the heir to the Wests, Preston was used to being under the spotlight wherever he went.

Since he couldn't get a chance to see Tracy, Preston decided to use another method—one that would force her to meet him.

So he deliberately spread the rumor that the Wests wanted to collaborate with Yarwood Enterprise. Sure enough, reporters swarmed to cover the story.

Standing in front of the cameras, Preston adjusted his polished smile, ready to deliver his speech—when suddenly, a shadowy figure rushed out from the crowd ...