Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Edgar didn’t utter a word and looked at her with a livid face.

“Edgar, hear me out…” Nancy fumbled for an explanation, “You’re reading too much into it. It was just

idle chit–chat.”

Cold sweat was breaking out across her forehead, uncertain of how much of her conversation with Sarah he had actually overheard, so she decided to play dumb.

“What are you going to do?”

Edgar brushed aside her attempt at explanation, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

That icy stare, that frosty tone, could it be that he had heard it all?!

Nancy’s hand instinctively clenched the corner of the quilt.

“It’s nothing, I was just chewing the fat with a friend. Don’t you trust me?”

Edgar paid no heed to her doe–eyed pleas, his piercing gaze seeming to see right through her: “You should know, even if you keep mum, I can send someone to dig up the truth. But by then, you’ll be out of luck.”

He kept toying with his wristwatch, his face a mask, hiding any emotions that might give him away. This poker face of his put Nancy even more on edge.

She bit her lip, realizing she couldn’t weasel her way out of his line of questioning. Tears welled up in her eyes as she started to choke back sobs.

“Edgar! I can’t stomach this anymore! Sylvia divorced you, and yet you still have her in your good Sylvias! I’ve hardly ever set foot in that bay–side villa, let alone lived there! Yet you transferred the deed

to her.

“During the Mellis Group banquet last time, she shamed me. She even had the audacity to lay a hand on

me this time, I was just a hair’s breadth away from losing my chastity!

“Edgar! I despise her, I truly do! I just wanted to knock her down a peg or two. What’s so wrong about

that?”

She threw herself into Edgar’s arms, trying to play the damsel in distress, but he simply furrowed his brow and steadied her.

“I’m going to ask you one last time, where is Sylvia?”

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was knitted together, his tone

are you saying I can’t hold a candle to that woman who doesn’t even have anything

your fiancee! Why are you being so cold–hearted? I’m the one suffering in the

stood up, his face stone–cold. A fleeting trace of weariness shone

to be different. You’ve disappointed me

door, leaving Nancy weeping on the hospital bed, her face streaked with tears.

hospital corridor was eerily quiet, with the occasional nurse tip–toeing past.

a deserted corner, Edgar took out his

send me in

downtown, taking a shortcut

devoid of surveillance cameras and traffic lights,

her ears gave her a heady

She still had something important to do and couldn’t afford to soak in the scenic countryside.

engine roaring

of the screen and smoothly tapped her bluetooth earpiece to

heads up, take a right after the tunnel and meet at the abandoned log cabin halfway up Gravel

the GPS and

with counterfeit plates was parked at the base of the mountain. Sylvia painstakingly compared it with the photo sent by Dark Bell, confirming it was the same vehicle used by the

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clump of

nestled deep within the forest. From a

a

her stride and barged

a hurry,”

kidnappers, clad in a thick black mask, was an unreadable entity.

feet, a patchwork of wounds, unconscious.

glance at Abigail’s battered body, a flash of icy determination crossed her eyes.

her go first, and

chair, and took a seat,

He roughly hoisted the unconscious Abigail, pressing

to her neck.

save her? Believe it

“You won’t dare.”

met his gaze head–on, her fearlessness

looked all fragile and delicate but carried an unwavering calm as if she had an army standing behind

her.

a

woods just outside the cabin, surveying the scene within through a pair

in advance by Sarah, which

her out of here just like that?”

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