She picked up the document with trembling hands, then threw it away like a hot potato after a quick glance.
“You… you have no evidence. This is slander. I won’t admit to anything!”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Who said I don’t have evidence?”
She shrank back and threatened, “Your brother and fiancé will be considered accomplices even if they didn’t know. Are you willing to let them go to prison?”
I let out a small “tsk” and pushed away the mischievous hand at my waist, straightening up.
“Ex–brother. Ex–fiancé,” I emphasized, then continued, “My revenge against them is finished. If they end up in prison because of you, that has nothing to do with me. At most, I’m just a good citizen reporting crimes.”
1/2
Chapter 8
“Miss Turner, I was wrong. Please don’t call the police!”
Seeing I wouldn’t show mercy, Anne truly panicked. She knelt on the ground, repeatedly slapping herself.
+15 Bonus
“I was out of my mind. I repaid kindness with hatred. I bit the hand that fed me. You can hit me, scold me, anything—as long as
you let me go, I’ll serve you like a slave.”
Living this life again, I’d actually forgotten that I once paid for Anne’s college tuition.
This ungrateful snake was one I’d raised myself?
Remembering this made the satisfaction of revenge fade considerably.
I stood up and took Travis’s hand, walking toward the exit. As I passed her, I patted her shoulder.
“Everyone must face the consequences of their actions. Use your time in prison to reflect. If you ever get out, we can settle the
rest of our accounts then.”
I didn’t ask why she targeted me or try to understand the source of her hatred.
With the crimes she’d committed, once added up, she’d likely face execution.
I’m always generous to the dying.
I’ll let her take her secrets to the grave.
‘Walking out of the building, sunlight washed over us through the afternoon.
Travis held my hand, our fingers intertwined, and suddenly asked, “What are your plans now?”
“My plans?”
Before I could answer, he swept me up into his arms.
Amid my surprised gasps, he walked toward the Maybach parked nearby.
“Whatever. Now, it’s time to go home.”
The past is gone, old grudges settled.
The sunlight is perfect, the timing just right.
Time to go home!
