Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 192

As expected, the little troublemaker, Sylvia, couldn’t afford any suffering.

Patric shook his head and sighed, vowing to never mess with this little ancestor again.

On the other end of the phone, Chris was oblivious to the fact that he had fallen into a trap. “I heard from Patric that you have been collecting evidence on the Evans family lately. I happened to take a look at a file and will have Patric fax it to your work computer tomorrow.” he said.

Sylvia chuckled inwardly. Did he really think she had the time to “happened to take a look” things over? She had planned to wait until after she was punished to bring this up. So, does this count as a slap and a sweet date? It felt a little uncomfortable to think about, but she considered it payback for her brother’s broken promise.

Not bad at all! And there was no reason not to have the evidence delivered right to her door. Sylvia sweetly replied, blowing off Chris’s empty promises before finally ending the call.

Due to Edgar being in the hospital, it was quite late by the time Sylvia finished kneeling. She casually tidied up a room and let Patric spend the night at Cloud View Villa.

The next morning, Sylvia went to work as usual. The evidence that Chris had promised was quickly sent to her via fax. She typed it out and carefully reviewed its contents. True to form, her big brother was

efficient.

The evidence was detailed enough to ensure that Jade would spend the rest of his life behind bars. Tomorrow, she would bring doomsday upon the Evans family.

She called May for a meeting, and before she knew it, she was busy until the afternoon. Thinking about Edgar still recovering from his injuries in the hospital, she pondered for a moment before calling Fifteen and instructing him to find something small.

When it was time to leave work, Sylvia packed up and headed back to Cloud View Villa. Upon arriving, she unexpectedly ran into Eleven?! She frowned and asked, “Why are you back? Weren’t you supposed to be guarding the hospital?”

Eleven explained, “Mr. Fallen said he didn’t want to stay in the hospital.”

“He was discharged so soon?” Sylvia fell silent for a moment. She had originally planned to visit him at the hospital that night. Now that they were all back, it seemed like their injuries had almost healed.

She took a step forward and was about to enter when Eleven leaned closer and whispered, “Miss, I think something’s off with Mr. Fallen this time.”

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It appeared that he was truly acting strangely. Sylvia furrowed her

soon as Mr. Fallen returned, he went straight into his room

villa and made her way to the second floor. Edgar’s room door was closed

autumn and the sun’s warmth was absent, it cast a faint halo, accentuating his handsome and perfect

and dark, his face was deathly pale, devoid of any trace of color, and he seemed

said.

was lost in the beauty of the sunset and didn’t

from the reclining chair. “I got distracted and lost track of time. Are

and rest,” Sylvia said, holding his shoulder gently and guiding him back to sit down.

she realized his body was unnaturally cold, devoid of any warmth. Sylvia furrowed her brows. “Why are you so

been lying down for so long that my hands and feet are cold. But I’m fine. I’ll rest for a couple of days

eyelashes trembled occasionally. Why did he always seem like he

check your injury,” she

collar tightly, refusing to let go. “The injury is really fine. It’s almost healed, and it’s all bandaged up. Even if

support, but he quickly propped himself up with his hands on

gaze fixed on him, a lazy smile tugged at the corner of his pale lips. “It’s

he

put

You saved me, so I’ll grant you a request. What do you want?” she

his black eyes glimmering with a hint

requests, I’ll do my best to fulfill any other reasonable

chuckled. She knew he only wanted one thing. Well, he didn’t have

Sylvia nodded and assumed a steady posture.

reclining chair, sat up straight, and boldly wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her into a

taken aback. Was his request

remained motionless, standing stiff as he obediently rested