The bodyguards imdiately did as they were told, and two familiar faces appeared right before Rachel Quinn.
Rachel Quinn was so furious she felt she might explode. "Vivian Quinn, it really is you!"
Vivian Quinn gave a faint smile. "Surprised?"
"You bitch!" Rachel Quinn grabbed a pillow and hurled it at her. "How dare you lie to !"
"I called you stupid, and you just keep proving right. Didn’t your dear father-in-law ever tell you I tricked him before?"
Rachel Quinn suddenly rembered sothing. It was true!
Ethan Grant was impotent, and no dicine could help him. He had sought help from the Phantom Healer, but it had just been Vivian Quinn in disguise!
She had been so busy lately that she had completely forgotten about it!
If not for the way Vivian Quinn had been flipping through the book just now, she would never have recognized her!
"You’ve got so nerve, Vivian Quinn. The dicine you prescribed wasn’t to protect the baby, was it? It was to make miscarry!"
Vivian Quinn looked at the dicine spilled all over the floor and said seriously, "Rachel Quinn, you’d better believe . If you don’t drink this dicine right away, you will definitely lose the baby."
"You still have the gall to lie to at a ti like this?" Rachel Quinn scoffed. "Do you really think I’m that stupid? That I’d just gulp down the poison you gave ? It could kill both and my baby!"
Vivian Quinn sounded helpless. "If you don’t believe , there’s nothing I can do."
A cold glint flashed in Rachel Quinn’s eyes. "Vivian Quinn, since you walked right into my hands, you can’t bla for what’s about to happen..."
Shane Shaw panicked. "Rachel Quinn, what are you doing?!"
"What am I doing? Now that you’re both in my hands, don’t even think about getting out of here alive!" Rachel Quinn leaned against the headboard, a sinister smile on her face. "You lot, take a good look at this face. A real knockout, isn’t she? Today’s your lucky day. Play with her as much as you want. Just one thing—this stays in this room. If anyone dares to breathe a word, they’re dead."
The bodyguards looked at one another, then quickly ca to a decision. "We’ll do as the missus says."
"Then don’t waste any ti. Do it right here. I want to watch with my own two eyes as she’s utterly humiliated!" Rachel Quinn cackled. "Vivian Quinn, I told you I’d be the final winner!"
"How dare you!" Shane Shaw struggled to protect Vivian Quinn, but with his hands bound tightly, he was helpless. He could only try to shove the bodyguards away. "Get lost! Don’t touch my boss!"
One of the bodyguards landed a heavy punch to his gut, and Shane Shaw collapsed to the floor in agony.
Staring at Vivian Quinn’s face, the bodyguards grew impatient. After deciding on an order, one of them lunged toward her!
But before he could even touch her, he suddenly dropped to the ground, motionless!
"What’s going on?!" Rachel Quinn shot up in bed, shocked.
The other two bodyguards knelt to check on him, their faces instantly turning white. "Missus, he’s dead! He’s been shot!"
A sudden realization hit Rachel Quinn, and she scread, "Quick, kill that woman!"
The bodyguard had no choice but to comply. He had just pulled out his gun when another bullet flew in through the window!
The ard bodyguard collapsed!
"The shots are coming from outside! There’s a sniper! Let’s get out of here!" Seeing the situation was dire, the last remaining bodyguard scrambled to escape!
Rachel Quinn’s face went white with terror. She instinctively clutched the blanket to hide herself. "Don’t kill , please, don’t kill !"
Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the door, followed by several muffled grunts.
The next second, the door was kicked open, and Easton Rivers burst in with his gun raised. "Ma’am, are you alright?!"
"I’m fine."
Easton Rivers moved forward to untie her, followed by Jett Sterling, who entered in his wheelchair.
Vivian Quinn flashed him a brilliant smile. "Mr. Sterling, you have excellent timing."
Jett Sterling frowned. "You still have the nerve to smile? Did you have any idea how dangerous this was?"
"That’s why I ca prepared. I wore a wire so you’d know my every move."
On the bed, Rachel Quinn was trembling with rage. "Vivian Quinn!"
Vivian Quinn flexed her wrists, her gaze cool as she looked at Rachel. "Rachel Quinn, how many tis did you sche against when we were growing up? I will never, ever trust a person like you. I’ll always have an ace up my sleeve where you’re concerned. You want to kill ? I’m afraid you’ll never get the chance in this lifeti."
Rachel Quinn gritted her teeth, her voice full of hate. "Vivian Quinn!"
Easton Rivers raised his gun, aiming it at Rachel Quinn. "You dared to attempt to murder our madam. You will be shown no rcy!"
Rachel Quinn trembled in fear. "No, please don’t..."
"Stop!" A furious shout suddenly rang out from the doorway. "Who dares lay a hand on my grandchild!"
Ethan Grant and Austin Grant entered, followed by a group of ard bodyguards.
"Austin!" Rachel Quinn burst into tears, throwing herself into Austin Grant’s arms. "They’re trying to kill !"
Austin Grant held her, comforting her. "Don’t be afraid. I won’t let anyone hurt you."
Ethan Grant glanced at the two dead bodyguards on the floor, then turned his gaze to Jett Sterling. "Master Sterling, to think you’d co to my ho and kill my n without so much as a greeting."
"Chairman Grant, perhaps you should ask your precious daughter-in-law what she intended to do to my wife before you judge whether or not I was justified in killing them."
Ethan Grant chuckled. "There have always been misunderstandings between Rachel and her sister. It’s just a matter between sisters that could have been resolved with words. Was there really a need to resort to guns?"
"Instead of staying ho and playing the part of Mrs. Sterling, Vivian Quinn is running around impersonating the Phantom Healer to scam people. Perhaps Master Sterling should keep his wife in check?"
"Scam people..." Jett Sterling let out a low laugh, but the mirth didn’t reach his eyes. His gaze, as deep and cold as an ancient spring, was utterly chilling. "Is Chairman Grant suggesting I’m so poor that my wife has to go around impersonating the Phantom Healer?"
"Master Sterling is certainly not short of money, but it is a fact that Vivian Quinn is impersonating the Phantom Healer."
Jett Sterling’s fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair. "No matter how you try to spin this, Chairman Grant, you can’t hide the fact that Rachel Quinn tried to murder my wife today."
Ethan Grant retorted, full of righteous indignation, "Vivian Quinn is completely unhard, whereas two of my bodyguards are dead. If Master Sterling still insists on coming after my daughter-in-law, it would be quite unjustifiable."
The tension was thick, a stalemate. The heavy atmosphere, mingled with the scent of blood, was so oppressive it was suffocating.
"Jett, let it go," Vivian Quinn said. "I’m not hurt. Let’s just go."
Jett Sterling glanced at the two corpses on the floor and said impassively, "I killed them. I’ll cover the funeral expenses, so Chairman Grant needn’t trouble himself."
Ethan Grant’s face turned as black as thunder. "Take care, Master Sterling. I won’t see you out."
Jett Sterling left with Vivian Quinn without another word.
Rachel Quinn said anxiously, "Dad, how could you just let them leave? They’ve gone too far... " SLAP!
Before she could finish, Ethan Grant slapped her hard across the face!
Rachel Quinn saw stars, her head ringing. Her left cheek throbbed, numb with pain.
"Dad!" Austin Grant protested. "How could you hit her? She’s pregnant!"
"She can’t stay out of trouble even while she’s pregnant! Who told you to provoke Vivian Quinn?!" Ethan Grant roared. "Provoking Vivian Quinn is the sa as provoking Jett Sterling! You can’t afford to cross him, and neither can I!"
Rachel Quinn sobbed, gasping for breath. "How was I supposed to know it was Vivian Quinn! I was looking for the Phantom Healer! She’s the one who impersonated the Phantom Healer to ss with !"
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