Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 127

Sylvia remained silent for a while before continuing with her instructions: “You keep an eye on him. Also, Bernard, stay here and guard the villa. Don’t let him leave for the next few days. Clean the house thoroughly and do what is expected of him.”

“Understood,” Bernard replied.

Bernard opened the door and got out of the car, watching as the two vehicles drove towards Patric’s villa.

The next morning, Patric spotted her in the dining room, eating breakfast prepared by Auntie Rosa; he had just learned of her return to the villa.

He had intended to go over and tease her a little, but he suddenly noticed something strange. She was using her left hand to hold the spoon while her right hand naturally hung by her side without resting on

the table.

Patric walked around and sat on the chair next to her before noticing the bandage wrapped around her right hand.

“Girl, what happened to your hand?” Patric asked with concern.

Sylvia casually continued drinking her porridge and replied, “Nothing much; a dog bit me.”

Patric felt distressed: “Which daring dog dares to bite my precious little sister? I’ll take care of it for you; Third Brother will teach it a lesson!”

“It’s just a useless big wolf dog. I will deal with it myself.”

Patric wanted to ask further, but Sylvia had already put down the spoon and finished her breakfast. “Third Brother, I’m going to the Fallen residence first, and in the afternoon, I’ll be going to Angle. I won’t disturb your meal.”

“Alright, take care and stay safe.”

After Sylvia left, Patric called Bart into the room.

He sat on the chair, his face cold and stern, and scanned Bart. “What’s the truth behind Miss’s hand

injury?”

Bart lowered his head, trembling as he said, “It’s exactly as Miss said… she was bitten by… a dog.

“Bart, you know the consequences of deceiving me. She was living fine at the Bay Villa, so where did this dog come from? It must be that dog, Edgar!” Patric exclaimed in anger.

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“If you already guessed it, why ask…” Bart felt wronged by being scolded.

I let him go unpunished as a favor to my brother, but now he dares to harm my sister. I’ll make him

phone to make a call, but Bart quickly

has her own plans, and keeping Edgar around must be part of her strategy.

and pondered for a moment. “His life can be spared for now, but he must suffer greatly for hurting

he spoke, he called Bart closer and whispered a few instructions to him in a

everything?”

“Yes, Young Master!”

the past two days, Sylvia has been shuttling between

the Mid–Autumn Festival, and the recording for the talent show was

a good meal with Third Brother. As she was tidying up her desk, her assistant, Beth, knocked on the door

charge of the talent

missing again!”

could it be

the surveillance footage. However, this time the situation was different from before. Abigail had never left the base, so she should

of

corner but couldn’t find her. It was as if she had suddenly vanished into thin air. For a while, both

in supernatural theories. Unless… Someone was playing

who didn’t go home for the Mid–Autumn Festival individually int for

don’t know. I’m not in the same dorm as her,

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the other girls in her dorm. Maybe you should ask them. I

person wore a mask and told lies. There

result.

choice but to find May Miller, who had been

I’ve already been eliminated. How would I know? But Jade didn’t come to see me. It doesn’t seem like something she would do. However, I know that Anna had a bad relationship with her. She would often secretly bully her when

start from that angle.”

Anna?

her eyes. “Okay.”

charge investigate Annai’s record of leaving the base. They found that she had left early this morning, and half an hour after she left, news of

from the base.

this be a

swiftly arranged for an excuse to bring Anna back to the base. As Anna entered the base, she was forcefully taken to the

main seat of the conference room, emanating a

you restrict my personal

exclaimed.

smirked and said, “I am the talent show’s director and planner at

base, is protecting me! If you dare to treat me like this, believe me, with just one phone call,

you want to try? Your phone call can’t get me fired from Angle, but my