With that, Jenny dropped to her knees, pressing her forehead against the ground, the rawness of her emotions spilling out. The act was not just a gesture of submission; it was a surrender to the gravity of their situation, an acknowledgnt of the power that Es held over their lives.
Es looked down at Jenny, her expression inscrutable, weighing the sincerity of her plea. "You understand that what I ask in return may not be easy for you," she warned. "But if you truly wish for your child to be safe, then you must be prepared to do whatever it takes."
Amber and Jenny exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them, the weight of their desperation pressing them closer together. There was no ti to waste. If they had any chance at all, it lay with Es.
"Tell us what you need us to do," Amber said, his voice steadying despite the turmoil inside him. "We’ll do it. Just please... don’t let anything happen to our child."
Es regarded them, a flicker of interest dancing in her eyes. "Very well. But know this: once you step into my world, there’s no turning back."
The stakes were set, and the path ahead was fraught with danger. But for the sake of their child, Amber and Jenny were ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead.
...
Back in the present, the Aron brothers felt sick to their stomachs after hearing Es’s words.
Ray, covered his mouth, trying to hold back the nausea rising in his throat. He could barely process what he had just learned. It was revolting.
He once adored his second aunt, followed her everywhere because she treated him kindly, always making him feel special. She’d been warm, approachable—soone he’d even looked up to.
But now, the mories of his mother’s warnings hit him like a ton of bricks. She had always told him, "Never trust that woman, no matter what."
At the ti, Ray thought it was because of politics or family business disputes, nothing more. Now, the truth lurked behind those mories, and he shuddered at the thought that he had been so close to her.
Had she touched him? The very idea turned his stomach. He felt disgusted—she was disgusting.
And then, a darker thought slipped into his mind: Was his parents’ death in that car accident really an accident? Was his second aunt involved?
On the other side of the table, Kai was composed, at least more so than his brothers, though his mind was no less disturbed.
Being a lawyer, he had seen his share of horrible, twisted cases, but this? This was sothing different. Still, he knew how to keep his emotions in check, even as the weight of Es’s words bore down on him.
Taking a deep breath, he asked, his voice steady but filled with tension, "So, what kind of deal have you made with that woman’s daughter?"
Es shrugged in response, flashing a playful smile as if the conversation were rely a ga.
"What do you think? Do you really believe I’m such a terrible person that I’d ask a child to kill her own mother?" Her voice was light, almost mocking, but there was sothing darker beneath the surface.
The brothers stared at her, their disbelief written across their faces. Yes, they did believe she was capable of that.
Seeing their expressions, Es’s face took on a mock-innocent look, her eyes wide as she continued, "Oh, co on! I’m not that cruel." She paused, letting the tension build before she added, almost casually, "I just had them give her the sa poison that was given to . You see... I’m not that heartless."
Ryan, Kai, and Ray lowered their heads, the weight of her words settling heavily on their shoulders. They knew Es too well to think she would simply let things go. But poisoning soone with the sa substance that had been used on her—that wasn’t just punishnt; it was a slow, agonizing fate, worse than any quick death.
"Isn’t it much more painful than death?" Ryan whispered, his voice filled with a grim understanding. The brothers shared a silent glance, each of them realizing that Es’s vengeance was far from over. In her world, justice was slow, deliberate, and cruel.
Hearing Ryan’s words, Es’s smile grew cold, like ice spreading across her face. Her eyes locked onto him, a serious expression slowly replacing the playfulness. Yet, the edges of her lips were still slightly curled, but the smile felt forced, almost painful. Her voice, too, was laced with a harshness that hadn’t been there before. "Ah, of course it’s not cool," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She clapped her hands, the sound sharp and hollow, drawing everyone’s attention. Her smile vanished altogether, leaving only the seriousness behind. "I’m being really generous here."
Ryan froze, caught off guard by her shift in deanor. Her words, the weight behind them, were chilling. He had seen Es in many different moods, but the one he saw now unsettled him deeply. It was as if a darker side of her had co to the surface, and the look in her eyes was murderous.
Before Ryan could fully process what was happening, Ray, finally shaking off his shock, asked hesitantly, "But if you poison them with the sa poison, won’t soone figure it out? I an, if you’re suffering from it too, wouldn’t there be a risk that soone could trace it back to you? Like they’d realize it’s the sa poison?"
Es opened her mouth, ready to respond, but a new voice interrupted her. "That’s why I’ve changed the formula," said Jay calmly, his voice cutting through the tension.
Everyone’s attention imdiately shifted toward Jay, who had just entered the room. He was wearing a lab coat, the crisp white material standing in stark contrast to the dark atmosphere of the room.
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Ray, his face lighting up upon seeing his youngest brother, rushed over and hugged him tightly.
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