Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Chapter 153

If it really wasn’t him, then this matter was not as simple as it seemed. Sylvia narrowed her cold gaze and looked at Edgar with doubt still in her eyes.

She squeezed his cheeks forcefully with her hand.

The flesh on the man’s cheeks bulged, as if he had two small dumplings in his mouth. His handsome brows slightly furrowed, and his black eyes shimmered, resembling a pitiful, wronged puppy.

“I’ll believe you this time. But if I find out you’re still lying to me, I’ll immediately throw you into prison.

Let’s see how long you can last there, and how long your subordinates can keep you out.”

After saying that, she withdrew her hand angrily.

Edgar slumped on the floor, completely drained of strength.

He wanted to speak, but suddenly, a sour and sweet sensation surged up his throat, causing him to choke and cough violently.

It felt like his lungs were about to come out.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Sylvia really threw him in, there weren’t many people inside who

dared to touch him.

However, he didn’t want Sylvia to continue misunderstanding him.

“Cough… If I… lie… I won’t… survive… Alright.”

Sylvia turned her head and looked down at him once again.

His face had turned pale from coughing, and he still had a fever. When he furrowed his brows, he looked

extremely painful.

Perhaps due to the effect of the special medicine, he looked like a long–suffering patient who couldn’t

recover.

Even Eleven and Fifteen, upon seeing his miserable appearance, felt a hint of sympathy.

Sylvia, however, had an expressionless face, and it was unclear what she was thinking as

him.

red at

After a while, she looked at Eleven and Fifteen and said, “Which one of you will cook some millet porridge for him and bring it over?”

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and Fifteen exchanged glances, looking

cooking porridge? I’ve never learned

added, “I don’t know how either, really!”

some bodyguards with decent cooking skills

floor and wondered if she should tell him to take care of it himself. The person seemed to notice her gaze and suddenly coughed harder, with

pursed her

you two help him back to bed. I’ll

“Yes.”

Sylvia went downstairs, found the millet

helped the person back to bed, he came downstairs

believe Mr. Fallen’s words?”

entirely. I only believe in the final evidence. If it really wasn’t him, there will

left

continued, “Since he claimed to have sent Adrain away, you should

“Yes.”

I still

porridge–making. “Tell me more.”

secretly bring him back without anyone knowing, his power and connections must be extraordinary. It would have been easy for him to rescue Nancy Mellis if he really wanted to. He could

a small country on the sea where even im: find them. So,

Sylvia remained silent.

couldn’t

vered by

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of her intentions, she readily admitted her

upon careful consideration, there were indeed many loopholes in this matter’s

could it be? A sudden

If it really was that person, when

want to get Nancy out of prison? What

her thoughts, Fifteen

porridge! It’s

Huh? What happened?

burnt! Miss, the porridge is burnt!”

and she

the stove.

the bottom of the pot was burned, and the porridge

while she took a small bowl from

upstairs, she noticed that Edgar’s door was not completely closed, leaving a small gap.

when she caught a glimpse of Edgar rolling up his

become fragile, his knee was

last night. The injury was quite

frowned. Although he had knelt at almost the same time as she did, his knee was much worse off than hers. Since they had signed the

lion seemed to have been truly tamed by

she counted carefully,

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out of her thoughts

Edgar saw her approaching, he let go of his pants leg, tucked himself back into the covers, and leaned against

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