"Kiki, you beast."
Darius Jennings couldn’t tolerate it any longer. He grabbed Kiki’s hair, yanked her out from the embrace of the Jennings mother, raised his hand, and slapped her face repeatedly.
No wonder Leon Keane used such ans to retaliate against The Jennings Group, because Kiki committed a major taboo. Any father wouldn’t forgive a woman who curses his child with vile words, let alone when this woman also uses despicable thods to ruin his beloved wife.
Wasn’t Kiki always claiming that Leon Keane liked her? Even just now, she told him that Ivana Monroe used underhanded ans to get Leon Keane, but Leon Keane didn’t particularly like Ivana; he was just with her because of the child.
If Leon Keane didn’t like Ivana Monroe, would he retaliate against The Jennings Group for the sake of the child and Ivana?
Darius Jennings was so infuriated by Kiki that he was nearly having a heart attack.
This malicious, ruinous daughter, his Jennings Group! It’s the hard work of two generations, his father and himself, that reached such a scale, yet because Kiki fancied a man and fought Ivana, it was utterly destroyed.
How could Darius Jennings accept this? He even had a death wish.
"Ah~ Daddy, don’t hit , it hurts! It’s killing ..."
Kiki was crying non-stop from the beating.
However, Darius Jennings did not stop.
He was almost insane: "Serves you right for hurting, why don’t you die? Today, I simply must beat you to death."
Darius Jennings struck harder, wherever he hit Kiki, it hurt terribly.
The Jennings mother snapped out of her shock and, seeing Kiki being ruthlessly beaten, hurried to intervene: "Lida, stop hitting, stop it! Kylie has delicate skin, how can she withstand such brutality?"
Darius Jennings waved his hand and brushed the Jennings mother aside: "It’s none of your business when I discipline my daughter."
Darius Jennings was livid to death, and he had great strength. The Jennings mother was brushed aside, falling to the ground. There was not the slightest trace of concern in Darius Jennings’s eyes; instead, he yelled angrily at her, his terrifying gaze made it seem like he wanted to devour soone.
The Jennings mother felt an intense pain upon falling and was terrified by Darius Jennings’s horrifying expression, tears of fear flowing in torrents.
Darius Jennings abandoned the Jennings mother and continued to hit Kiki.
He was simply in too much rage.
Kiki was beaten nearly to death, and only when Darius Jennings was too exhausted did he finally let her go.
Darius Jennings, with reddened eyes, said: "If I had known you were such a ruinous daughter, I should’ve choked you to death when you were born."
Kiki was stricken with a deep sorrow upon hearing this, why was it like this? Her chilly brother sides with Ivana Monroe to bully her, now even her father thinks she’s in the wrong, beating her like this, speaking such harsh words?
Is Ivana Monroe the only one who’s right? Was she wrong in everyone’s eyes?
She was not wrong.
Kiki hated Ivana Monroe to the core, all her bodily pain was thanks to Ivana Monroe.
Kiki couldn’t tolerate the Jennings father treating her this way, suddenly shouted hoarsely while crying: "Yes! You shouldn’t have given birth to , are you satisfied now?"
After her words, Kiki endured the pain and ran away crying.
"Kylie, where are you going? Stop, don’t run..." Seeing this, the Jennings mother hurriedly got up to chase Kiki.
She was afraid that sothing would happen to Kiki.
Darius Jennings stood frozen in place for a long ti, and after finally calming down, he regretted his actions a bit, and then squatted on the ground, clutching his head and crying bitterly. This matter was indeed Kiki’s fault, but the daughter is also his flesh and blood! The pain on her body was the ache in his heart!
The Jennings mother couldn’t catch up to Kiki, she ran back crying with the intention to bla Darius Jennings, but upon seeing him squatting on the ground, crying like a helpless child, her heart ached to the extre.
Darius Jennings generally had nothing to feel sorry for her or their daughter; he treated Kiki with much love, but this incident made Darius Jennings completely lose control.
The Jennings mother didn’t bla Darius Jennings, she was inherently indecisive and easily softened.
After Darius Jennings finished crying, the Jennings mother, with red-rimd eyes, said: "Kylie ran off, I couldn’t catch her, she won’t answer her phone, I’m really worried."
At this mont.
Darius Jennings’s phone rang, a text ssage arrived.
"Daddy, this is the last ti I’ll call you Daddy. You were right, I shouldn’t have been alive, it was entirely my fault you didn’t choke to death back then, now it’s ti to end this mistake."
Darius Jennings’s fingers trembled fiercely, the phone dropped to the ground. The Jennings mother picked it up to look, and upon reading it, her face turned pale and she nearly fainted.
"Kylie...wants to commit suicide..."
The Jennings mother spoke with a trembling voice.
Darius Jennings grabbed the Jennings mother’s hand to calm her down: "We need to split up to look for Kylie."
At this mont.
Dusk was approaching.
Kiki looked at the canal in front of her, no boats were in the canal, neither were there pedestrians along the roads, just a few cars speeding by. If soone were to jump in at this ti, surely no one would notice for a while.
Of course, Kiki did not want to die; she wasn’t foolish enough to jump into the river herself.
She observed a girl by the canal, about the sa age as her, staring intently at the canal, seemingly contemplating suicide.
Kiki’s mind raced, she wore a strange smile, removed her coat, and walked behind the girl, draping it over her.
The girl turned to look at her.
Kiki said with concern: "It’s cold here, you should wear more."
The girl’s lips moved: "Thank you."
Kiki: "You’re welco. By the way, if you don’t go ho late, standing here in the cold wind might give you a chill."
Girl: "I won’t."
The girl finished speaking and silently gazed at the canal without speaking further to Kiki.
Kiki stood by her side, sensing her deathly deanor, as if she had lost faith in life.
Kiki said nothing, turned, and left, and from a hundred ters away, she took a photo of the girl’s back, smirking slightly.
Kiki opened her phone, sent a tweet: Ivana Monroe, I’ve died, now you can be happier.
Just after sending it, she heard a splash.
The girl’s figure was already gone.
Kiki heard the splash; she knew it was the sound of the girl struggling in the water, it was human nature, moreover, the girl might realize after jumping that she regretted it and didn’t want to die.
Unfortunately, the word regret does not exist in this world.
Let the girl die in her place, and just use the girl’s death to fra Ivana Monroe.
A perfect solution.
Kiki went to an internet cafe, uploaded the photo online, posted anonymously and invisibly on Baidu: My friend passed by the canal and inadvertently took a photo; suddenly noticed a girl in it, is she looking to end her life? My friend asked if we should drive back to save her? Yet, my friend is a shy guy, afraid the girl might misunderstand it as an unwelco approach. What should I suggest to my friend? Asking the internet.
After three minutes, two or three netizens comnted:
"A picture starts the story, but it’s all fiction from there."
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