"Letting you die so easily would be too cheap for you."
The man’s cold and ruthless voice rang out slowly.
"What did you say?!"
The smug and provocative expression on Crystal Joyce’s face instantly froze as she t the man’s eyes, which held no warmth at all, and now she was truly afraid.
"Throw her into The Black Vault."
Upon hearing this, Crystal Joyce imdiately broke down, shouting frantically.
"You can’t do this to ... I am the daughter of your mother and Gael Quinn’s savior! Damian Quinn, you promised my parents you would take care of , give wealth and glory..."
Damian Quinn turned a deaf ear to Crystal Joyce’s heart-wrenching cries.
The debt the Quinn Family owed her parents had long been repaid, and he had fulfilled his promise to them. He took care of her in every way over the years, indulged her every demand, and let her live in extre luxury.
But if she sought her own death, no one could save her!
Seeing the intense hatred in Silas’s eyes for Crystal Joyce, Damian Quinn spoke coldly.
"She’s yours. There’s only one requirent: make her life a living hell."
"Yes, thank you, Master Damian!"
Silas knelt on the ground, first bowing his head to Damian Quinn, then heavily to Serena, speaking in a deep voice.
"Miss Everett, I am well aware of the heinous cris I’ve committed. I don’t dare to ask for your and Master Damian’s forgiveness, but after I have avenged myself, I will end it on my own, I won’t dirty your hands!"
Serena’s delicately porcelain face showed no expression, but she nodded, "Okay."
She wasn’t a saint; she only saved him back then to get him to testify against Crystal Joyce. For soone who repeatedly tried to harm her and nearly cost her Damian Quinn, she couldn’t bring herself to forgive him.
But Crystal Joyce was already pale as paper, collapsing to the ground.
Silas now hated her to the bone, and if she fell into his hands, she would only be tortured!
"No... you can’t do this to ..."
Silas looked at her coldly, his eyes brimming with hatred, "I will also let you taste what it’s like to watch a beast devour your body alive!"
"No..."
Just imagining that terrifying scene made Crystal Joyce tremble all over in fear.
"I don’t want to... I don’t want to..."
Silas looked at her coldly, speaking cruelly, "Having a beast gnaw away at your legs alive is just the beginning; there’s more torture waiting for you!"
He was intent on returning the pain he endured a hundred or a thousand tis over to this vicious woman!
"Get away... Don’t touch ... I won’t go to The Black Vault..."
No matter how Crystal Joyce struggled, it was all in vain as she was dragged away by the Hidden Guards.
The farce finally ended.
The butler and several other servants exchanged bewildered glances, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
Who would have thought that the usually kind and weak Crystal Joyce was so insidious and vicious behind the scenes!
Damian Quinn’s icy gaze swept over them, his voice cold, "Aside from these few maids, fire all the servants who tried to curry favor with Crystal Joyce."
Chase Sherman imdiately responded respectfully, "Yes, Master Damian."
The butler hadn’t expected to be sent away again right after returning to the old house.
He thought that by pleasing Crystal Joyce, his life would beco easier, but didn’t expect...
Though unwilling, the butler could only bla himself for being blind and misjudging the person, and the other servants who tried to flatter Crystal Joyce now regretted it imnsely, but it was too late.
"My little friend has worked hard during this ti."
Damian Quinn raised his hand to pull the girl into his arms, gently placing a kiss on her forehead, his deep magnetic voice full of tenderness.
Serena obediently leaned into his embrace, speaking softly, "Let’s go see Grandma!"
Grandma truly considered Crystal Joyce as a granddaughter, and knowing everything Crystal Joyce had done, she must be very sad.
"Alright."
Old Mrs. Quinn sat alone on the balcony, sadness etched on her face.
"Grandma."
As soon as she saw Serena, Old Mrs. Quinn’s expression improved, kindly taking her hand and completely ignoring Damian Quinn standing beside them.
Damian Quinn was already used to Old Mrs. Quinn’s double standards. His charming lips curled helplessly, quietly standing by as a background board.
"Serena, as soon as Grandma sees you, she feels a lot better!"
As she spoke, Old Mrs. Quinn sighed deeply, "If she hadn’t done these things, neither I nor Damian would have treated her unfairly. I had already prepared a rich dowry for her and had been looking for other outstanding young n, hoping she would et soone who truly loved her..."
She knew Crystal Joyce’s feelings for Damian Quinn, but feelings cannot be forced, so she had always tactfully refused Crystal Joyce’s visits to the old house.
But unexpectedly, this invited her hatred, and what she couldn’t forgive most was her attempt on Serena’s life, almost causing Damian’s death!
"Never mind, let’s not ntion her again! It’s as if she never existed!"
Serena gently tightened her grip on Old Mrs. Quinn’s hand, silently comforting her.
Old Mrs. Quinn looked at her with even more tenderness, "Serena, Grandma hasn’t had the chance to congratulate you on winning this year’s Global dical Conference championship!"
"Serena, Grandma also heard that the world’s top dical genius, you’re the one! That’s amazing, truly deserving of being my granddaughter-in-law, you’ve really made Grandma proud!"
Old Mrs. Quinn showered Serena with praise until she had to go take her dication and return to rest before reluctantly letting go of Serena.
"Grandma has finally returned my little friend to ."
Damian Quinn contentedly held the girl’s small hand, his enchanting peach blossom eyes filled with laughter, his warm breath brushing against her neck.
"Baby, now you’re all mine."
Serena knew all too well what that look in his eyes ant, and her ears imdiately burned.
The atmosphere suddenly beca intimate.
Damian Quinn’s dark, deep gaze fell on the girl’s rosy, moist red lips, his well-defined, beautiful hands gripping her waist tightly, full of possessiveness.
But just then, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated incessantly, shattering the intimate atmosphere.
The man’s devilishly handso face imdiately darkened; it was sothing unwelco disrupting his mont!
Seeing so many ssages from Elliot Everett, Serena couldn’t help but beco a bit curious, but before she could see the ssage content clearly, the phone was swiftly pocketed by Damian Quinn.
Serena’s delicate brows lazily arched, looking at him in puzzlent, "Why has your relationship with my brother suddenly beco so good?"
Though Elliot Everett had recognized him, he still found Damian Quinn very displeasing; whenever they t, they exchanged sarcastic barbs about each other’s age, mutually hurting each other.
But now they were in such frequent contact; sothing seed off!
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