Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 42

When he saw who it was, Mr. Jameson’s eyes widened in horror.

“Mr… Mr. Fallen… What are you doing here?”

Edgar’s expression grew gloomy, and the veins on his forehead visibly bulged. He clenched his collar tightly; his voice filled with intensity as he inquired, “In which private room is she located? What do you plan to do with her?”

Edgar’s terrifying gaze nearly petrified Mr. Jameson. His lips quivered, and he divulged all the information with a trembling voice.

Lucy’s face turned pale with fear, and she attempted to slip away, hoping to escape the tense situation

discreetly.

She was controlled by Tim, who had just arrived.

Edgar handed them to him, instructing him, “Tie them up and lock them in a room. I’ll deal with them

later.”

With a menacing expression, he swiftly made his way to the private room.

An unsettling sensation crept over him.

Mr. Jameson said she drank wine that was drugged 15 minutes ago. Had she…

His eyes, filled with a scarlet hue, became increasingly saturated with a sinister intent to kill.

He pushed open the door of the private room.

As he entered the private room, his gaze fell upon a gruesome sight, a pool of blood splattered across the floor, stretching even into the small bathroom.

Men’s voices could be heard from within the bathroom, persistently resonating in the air.

Two at the same time!

Consumed by a blazing fury, Edgar strode purposefully toward the bathroom. In the periphery of his vision, he caught sight of a figure nonchalantly standing nearby.

He took a closer look.

It was Sylvia.

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She embellished a subtle touch of makeup, exuding an air of elegance as she leaned Sylviafully against the chair. Her slender fingers rhythmically tapped on the broken leg of the stool nearby.

There were a few conch tips on the legs of the stool and occasional drops of blood on the ground. It could be seen that it had experienced a fierce battle.

Edgar looked her up and down carefully.

“Are you… really okay?”

Sylvia tilted her head and smiled playfully. “Are you disappointed that I’m fine, Mr. Fallen?”

Of course not.

to argue, Sylvia chimed in with a smirk, “Mr. Fallen, looks like you’ve got your finger on the pulse of things. Did you come all the way just to catch up on

“What?”

Edgar was confused.

and two figures, appearing as disheveled and injured, were

a closer

were crawling over, all

his face, looking like he had been dosed with something. He held

through his fingers, his face contorted in pain.

in a sorrowful manner. Her face was drenched in blood, and the pain etched on her features

and he let out a sigh

encounter when he had

one to allow herself to be at

to a place two meters away from Sylvia and knelt down. Suddenly,

it’s all Mr. Jameson and Lucy’s idea. They urged me to do this! I was forced!”

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wrong. Please spare us. We promise we won’t do

again…”

sneer and scrolled through the information she had on them.

Epicent Films, Victor Wesley, is notorious for his greed and debauchery. He has a disturbing inclination toward the mistreatment of women. Numerous female stars and employees have suffered

director of Epicent Films, has exploited and preyed upon countless female stars, leading to the demise of 11 individuals. Do you really think you can get away with it

the two of them burst into

legs trembled

lady, have mercy on us! We know we messed up big time. We swear we won’t ever dare to pull such a stunt again. If we do, may

glass of red wine and gave it a gentle

your crimes, sincerely apologize to the

faces of the two men tensed up upon hearing her

shook his head. “No… No way! If I do that, they’ll kick me off the board! Everyone will hate

have mercy. We can promise you anything other

about being sentenced to death and getting beaten up by

stood aside quietly and listened with a slight smile

fierce, and cunning, with an array of tricks at her

his own style of

two people on the ground

cast humble gazes at him once

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he cut them off with a chilling tone, “Or would you prefer a

my torture?”

Sylvia was confused.

threatened

Edgar’s reputation for dealing with

thought of it made them shudder, realizing it

even

do it! We’ll do it

video on Twitter under the

rubbed her wrists, got up, and left the

called Tim and chased after her.