Chapter 279

Chapter 279

Two men pinned Charlotte down as Tricia pulled out a knife. “Aren’t you Professor Carstairs’s star pupil? The brilliant surgeon? Tell me, if I ruin your right hand, do you think you’ll ever hold a scalpel again?”

Charlotte glared at her, eyes burning red, but she didn’t make a sound.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Tricia’s face-she knew that with a single

stroke, there’d be no turning back.

But she loathed Charlotte’s unbreakable pride. Charlotte deserved to be trampled beneath her feet, to spend her life looking up in awe and envy.

With a vicious swing, Tricia plunged the knife down. The moment the blade pierced Charlotte’s hand, a searing pain shot through her, forcing a strangled cry from her lips. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her face drained of all color. Still, she refused to beg for mercy.

Even the two hardened men holding her recoiled, beads of cold sweat breaking out as they witnessed the brutality.

Tricia’s smile grew ever more twisted. Watching Charlotte reduced to agony finally satisfied the bitter hatred she’d nursed for so long.

as though every drop of blood was draining from

“Let me tell you a secret. The day your mother fell from that balcony-it really was an accident.

it so coldly, so carelessly, sent a fresh shudder of hatred through her. She wanted nothing more than to see Tricia

her,” Tricia went on, voice dripping with mock

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Chapter 279

I dodged Evander’s investigation all those years ago? That was thanks to Mr. Pembroke. Your damned brother and your father-he

brother and father that stunned her-it was the single, unmistakable red birthmark on Tricia’s wrist, half-hidden beneath her watch strap. Rachel had once said her daughter bore a mark just like that, small as a pinky nail, right

triumph. As

pain-blanched lips, Charlotte managed a bitter, broken laugh. “Tricia, someday, you’re going to regret all

old winery was always deserted,

stopped

pick up a phone from the grass, his gaze slowly lifting to

She flinched. “Ev-Evander?”

toward the locked door behind her. He started forward, but Tricia leapt to block his way. “Evander, there’s nothing inside!

he saw Charlotte crumpled on the floor, her hand mangled and blood pooling beneath her, his chest tightened

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