Yvette Aston ran panic-stricken toward the burned house, stopped by the firefighters. "Is this your house? It’s been burning all night. If it weren’t for the neighbors waking up from the smoke, it would all be gone."
"Don’t go inside, it’s not safe yet. These old houses fall apart when they burn."
Yvette Aston knelt on the ground, fingers trembling. Her severe depression rendered her speechless during tis of distress. She wanted to speak but couldn’t, wanted to lift her arms, but they seed out of her control.
Brother... Brother is still inside.
Her greatest fear was implicating her brother.
Why... why won’t they leave her alone?
Her body trembled as she curled up on the ground, crying silently.
Why must they treat her like this?
To what extent must they tornt her before they’d stop?
Does Jayden really need her dead to stop?
"My uncle, uncle is still inside." Sumrs cried, clinging to her mother, pointing at the room. "Sir, please save my uncle!"
The firefighters exchanged glances. "We’ve been inside, there’s no one."
Yvette Aston’s body went rigid, lifting her head helplessly at the firefighters. "No... no one?"
"It’s empty inside, you’re quite lucky not coming back last night."
Yvette Aston breathed tightly, reaching to hold Sumrs.
Caden Sumrs is alright, as long as her brother is fine.
"Sumrs!"
Outside the door, Caden Sumrs rushed in with breakfast, his face equally pale with fright.
Seeing that Yvette Aston and Sumrs were safe, Caden Sumrs finally sighed in relief, squatting down to hold Yvette Aston and Sumrs. "What happened?"
Yesterday, he went to the Lockwood Family’s eldest daughter’s house to apply for a bodyguard position. Who knew the eldest daughter would deliberately make things difficult, telling them to stand outside listening to a lullaby all night, only passing the assessnt if they don’t fall asleep.
He worried all night about Sumrs being alone at ho, not to ntion staying alert, anxiously wishing for daylight.
"Luckily... we didn’t co back last night." Yvette Aston cried, clutching Sumrs tightly, slightly fearful. "Brother... I’ve offended Charlotte Sumrs, Jayden Grant and Stellan Aston won’t spare ."
"You actually have a bit of self-awareness."
Just as Yvette finished speaking, Stellan Aston walked in from outside.
He disdainfully glanced at the burned yard, coldly looking at Yvette Aston. "Charlotte was provoked by you yesterday, her condition worsened, and she’s been comatose ever since. Yvette... you really deserve to die."
Stellan Aston said indifferently, lighting a cigarette.
Yvette Aston fearfully hugged Sumrs, retreating, not daring to et Stellan’s eyes.
She was scared, disgusted... by these people.
"Stellan, take it out on !" Caden Sumrs stood up, shielding Yvette Aston and Sumrs.
"Caden Sumrs, you seem to overestimate yourself." Stellan laughed, mockingly. "You think I’ll spare you?"
Eight or nine bodyguards got off the car, imdiately surrounding Caden Sumrs.
Caden resisted, fighting against nine, overwheld by numbers.
Stellan seed to deliberately make Caden watch, stepping to Yvette, pulling her hair in front of the children. "So Charlotte lived in such a filthy slum, a life worse than death?"
Yvette Aston looked at Stellan in fear, not daring to speak.
Sumrs bravely tried to push Stellan away, but was rcilessly slapped.
Sumrs fell to the ground, not crying, yet blood instantly poured from his nose.
No matter how hard Sumrs tried to wipe, the nosebleed wouldn’t stop.
He didn’t want his mom to worry, turned away from her, continuously wiping the blood, but what to do.
So much blood.
"Sumrs!" Yvette Aston struggled uncontrollably, resisting, desperately trying to push Stellan away.
But Stellan’s strength was too great, her hair gripped tightly, unable to break free.
Yvette Aston scread and cried hoarsely, kneeling, relentlessly begging, desperately wishing to kill Stellan, yet helplessly begging.
"Stellan, you bastard!" Caden Sumrs was beaten to the ground, stood to fight against nine.
He couldn’t fall, at least not before the child.
Stellan took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaled smoke, looking down at Yvette Aston.
Yvette Aston’s eyes were blood-red, looking at Stellan with intense hatred. "You hate so much, kill then!"
Stellan hated seeing Yvette Aston’s eyes, once always shining, now only shadowed.
He raised the burning cigarette butt, aiming it at Yvette’s eye, intending to press.
Yvette Aston’s breath burned, staring at him, eyes growing blood-red.
Ultimately, Stellan’s hand didn’t press on Yvette’s eye, but on her face.
The burning pain made Yvette Aston jitter all over, yet endured without a sound.
Her attractive face scarred gruesoly by the cigarette butt, a shocking sight.
Stellan truly relished destroying her, ruining everything of hers.
"Charlotte said she was humiliated and molested by you, this filth!"
"Humiliated my sister, Caden Sumrs, how do you want to die?" Seeing Caden pressed to the ground, Stellan gripped Yvette’s throat in front of him.
Caden glared at Stellan with deep-seated hatred. "She’s lying!"
He and his mother cherished Charlotte Sumrs dearly, never bullied her.
But his explanation was too weak, when a bucket of dirty water splashed from the sky, how could he prove his innocence?
"Slap!" Stellan slapped Yvette, leaving her face stinging. "My sister lies? Does your sister ever speak the truth?"
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