Blinded by Favoritism for My Wicked Twin, My Parents Lost Me Forever

When Cassandra saw Bianca's message, she was stunned. She couldn't understand how could someone be this cruel?

She wanted to delete it, but Oliver had already seen it.

Her eyes turned red as she begged him, “Oliver, this is Grandma Willow we are talking about. I already missed seeing her before she died. At least let me see her one last time.”

Oliver avoided her gaze. “Sandra, don’t be like this. Bianca has suffered a lot abroad these years. When everything is over, I’ll let you go.”

“No. You can’t,” Cassandra said desperately.

She tried to open the car door, but Oliver locked it.

“I swear I won’t fight her for the inheritance,” Cassandra said firmly. “Let me get out of the car.”

But no matter what she said, Oliver stayed cold. “Three days. When everything is finished, I’ll take you back.”

Three days later, she wouldn’t just miss the last goodbye, she wouldn’t even see her grandma's burial.

Her heart felt like it was being cut apart. Overcome with rage, Cassandra slapped Oliver hard. She used all her strength and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stared at her with dark eyes. “This is the second time you’ve hit me today. You never raised a hand against me before.”

Cassandra finally broke down and shouted, “Grandma Willow is the most important person in my life! Without her, I would have died long ago!”

She lost control, screaming and hitting him. Oliver stayed calm the entire time.

Only when she was exhausted did he speak again. “I will not let you out of the car.”

Cassandra began to cry. Her whole body trembled. “I’m begging you, Oliver. I have never begged you before. Let me go. Let me see her one last time.”

Oliver reached out and gently touched her cheek, speaking softly, “In three days, I’ll personally take you back to see her grave.”

At that moment, the way Cassandra looked at him completely changed. Her eyes were filled with deep hatred.

“Oliver, why don’t you just die?”

Oliver’s pupils trembled slightly. “Sandra, after everything is over, I will make it up to you. I’ll give you a real wedding.”

Cassandra looked at him with disgust. “You’re disgusting.”

Oliver gripped the steering wheel tightly. His mind went blank.

Three days later, after the funeral ended, Cassandra finally appeared.

Relatives pointed at her and whispered, “I heard Grandma Willow raised her personally and even left her all the inheritance. Yet she only shows up at the end.”

“If I were her grandma, I’d be so angry I’d climb out of the coffin.”

Cassandra stared at Grandma’s photo. No tears came out. She felt completely numb.

Her mother slapped her hard. “Where were you these three days? Grandma loved you so much and you only come now? Do you deserve her love?”

Oliver opened his mouth to speak, but Cassandra spoke first.

She looked at her mother and suddenly smiled. “Do you really not know why I couldn't come all this time?”

Alana avoided her gaze guiltily.

Bianca quickly shook her head. “Mom waited for you, Sis. Are you blaming her for coming late?”

Oliver frowned slightly. He wanted to speak but said nothing in the end.

Soon, everyone left.

Bianca and her parents walked away smiling. Oliver even booked a table to celebrate. They left happily together.

Cassandra stayed behind.

She reached out and touched the tombstone gently. “Grandma, I’m useless. I couldn’t even see you one last time. But Grandma, I will make them all pay.”

A cold light flashed in her eyes.

Cassandra stayed at the cemetery for the whole day. Only the next day did she return home and take out the hidden cameras she had secretly installed earlier.

Just as she was about to check them, she received a call from the maid. “Madam, something bad happened. Lady Bianca took your most precious dark-blue dress.”

Cassandra’s mind went blank.

Among all her dresses, there was only one dark-blue gown. Grandma Willow had sewn it by hand as a wedding gift for her. It was now the only thing her grandma had left her.

Her chest tightened. “Stop her. Do not let her take it.”

The maid said something on the other end.

Then Oliver’s voice came through the phone. “Give it to Bianca. It’s just a dress. As someone owning the title of Mrs. Prescott, do you really lack this much generosity?”

Cassandra’s breathing became rapid. “Any other dress is fine, but not that one. Grandma Willow left it for me…”

Before she could finish, the call was cut off. She didn’t need to think to know who hung up.

A sharp pain struck her chest and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Cassandra wiped the blood from her lips and forced herself to calm down.

She called again. The line connected.

The maid said softly, “I’m sorry, madam. We couldn’t stop her.”

“Lady Bianca has already worn the dress and left for the charity gala.”