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Tobacco Road Cake – Part 04

“What slander. To think that someone has been thinking of me like that for years. I’ve lived an earnest life, only to be called a villain by those I’ve helped. It’s heartbreaking!”

Despite the words, there was a somewhat cheerful tone to La Guardia’s voice. Her silver hair fluttered eerily in the wind.

All eyes turned to La Guardia. New York’s elite gentlemen and female celebrities known from the society columns in newspapers. Their practiced smiles faded, replaced by expressions marked by anger, resentment, and grief. Half-stunned, half-dazed, they glared at the formidable old woman dressed as the Statue of Liberty.

Their eyes were as empty as the dead’s.

“Ah, how tragic…” The voice reverberated through the hall like a thunderclap.

The elderly woman’s eyes widened, gleaming with an eerie light, like ice mixed with oil.

“Please refrain from such absurd remarks. I wasn’t aware she was your daughter until now. I believe I have