Facade of Love

Chapter 170 She Killed Him!

She whispered something into Noah’s ear.

I could not catch what she said, but a sleazy grin spread across Noah’s face. He tossed me aside and turned to the smirking Moore. “Are you sure about this?”

Moore nodded, her gaze icy as she looked at me. “She’s the Scotts‘ heiress, Idris’s ex. A simple death? Boring. Imagine the headlines: ‘Scotts‘ Heiress Dies in Wild Indulgence.‘ Now that’s a story. And if she goes out like that, the cops won’t have a clue it leads back to us, right?”

Noah’s laugh deepened, a silent seal of approval as he watched Moore.

She did not waste a moment, pulling a bottle from her pocket and fishing out a few pills. She handed them to Noah. “Your turn, hubby. Make her swallow these.”

Noah snatched the white pill from her hand and, without a moment’s hesitation, grabbed my chin and shoved it into my mouth, then followed it with a few aggressive gulps of water.

I coughed violently, desperately trying to hack up the pill that had been forced on me, but it was no use. The pill had been swallowed, no doubt about it.

As I swallowed the pill, Noah’s smirk grew even more revolting. He shot a glance at Moore, asking impatiently, “How long before this thing kicks in?”

of water with a sly grin, “Have a drink, clear your throat. You won’t have time to do

was crystal clear.

looking satisfied, grabbed the water and

down Moore, fury and madness threatening to engulf me, “Moore, aren’t you scared of karma for all the evil you’ve done?”

“Karma? What karma? Yvette, I can’t believe you’re so helpless that you’re resorting to threatening me

within me, but my b*dy was suddenly ablaze with heat. It felt like a million ants were crawling under my skin,

as she watched me squirm. She turned

into an even more nauseating smile as he leaned in close. I pushed back with all my

a tearing sound, my

the relentless pain were shattering my sanity over and over. If I died in this grim place today, I knew the fallout would be catastrophic. My death would drag

a nightmare they would never wake up from. Even

pull a scandal–tainted Scott Corp from the brink, and my mom…

thoughts, I clung to the last shred of sense I had and bit down on Noah’s ear like my life

echoed as he staggered back, hand clamped over the ear I had just turned into a chew toy. His eyes blazed with a feral rage. He smacked me hard across the face, then, like he had lost all control, ripped off

wild as a rabid wolf, shredding the little clothing I had left.

me trussed up were gone, untied by his own hands,