Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 234

Eder held his breath and turned around,

Sylvia was sitting on the sofa by the window with her back to him. She was drinking red wine

He clenched his hands so tightly that his palms began to sweat. He thought with some excitement, Is it possible that she’s drunk again?‘

‘Will she be as gentle as she was two nights before?‘

“Who would have thought, Mr. Grant, that it was actually you who planned this engagement? Don’t you think you should explain this to me?”

Eder tugged at the doorknob in despair.

Sylvia’s speech was clear and steady, so she probably only had two glasses of wine. It meant that she wasn’t drunk!

Tonight, he was done for.

But he still hadn’t figured out how to face her…

He quickly walked towards the window with a plan to jump out and run away.

Sylvia informed him casually, “Grandfather had the windows locked in advance. I heard that it’s bulletproof. It won’t shatter even if you try to break it.”

This time, he couldn’t escape. =

Eder touched his face subconsciously. He was still wearing the silver mask. It should not be so easy for Sylvia to recognize him. With this in mind, he stepped away from the door completely.

He cleared his throat. “Ms. Smith is joking. I don’t know you. I chose to get engaged to you just because I thought you were the most suitable candidate.”

Sylvia put down the red wine glass and looked back at him. “I already told you last time that I like someone else…”

Her voice suddenly stopped.

The man standing by the window was dressed in a neat suit and bore a tall and straight frame.

Just standing there like that hit her with a deep–rooted feeling of familiarity.

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Her expression gradually froze, and she carefully studied the man from top to bottom.

Eder noticed the change in her expression and swallowed a lump in his throat which felt as if his Adam’s apple got stuck.

“Mr. Grant, you seem familiar.”

Sylvia stood up, her brows knitted together, and slowly walked towards Eder.

“Ms. Smith, you must be mistaken. We haven’t met before.”

His eyes were cold and his voice was deep and hoarse.

Sylvia looked at his extremely familiar black eyes, and her eyes gradually turned red.

She suddenly lunged forward and grabbed him by the collar. Because of the force, she ended up pressing him hard against the windowpane.

wear a mask?

Eder was numb.

Should he confess?

Sylvia feel betrayed because he had been lying to

the first place, wouldn’t she hate him even

you’re not actually dead? How and why did you

collars even tighter. She was trembling in shock, doubt, and anger.

“Ms. Smith, I…”

just call

raised her other hand, bent it, and swung it hard, mercilessly

“Hiss…”

instinctively, but Sylvia grabbed his collar

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wasn’t that he couldn’t fight back. He was just afraid of hurting her since he didn’t know how to control the strength of his

was different.

move, she used all her

was almost consumed by emotions that she wasn’t thinking

thought of was the fact that Edgar wasn’t dead. He

why didn’t he come to

why did he act like he didn’t

Fine! I’ll

reached out to remove his mask.

we officially meet tonight. Wouldn’t it be

touching you? Why won’t you let me see your face? If you’re really just Eder and not Edgar, then

“I…”

a chance to argue at all. With her elbow, she hit his

over in pain, Sylvia

stand still for two

his face

eyes, almost all of his other facial features had changed.

small movements could not deceive her.

obviously Edgar!

leather mask, aren’t you?” She ruthlessly grabbed his face and began pinching

chest and said seriously, “It’s because

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don’t believe it! Did you have plastic surgery? Do you think I won’t recognize you anymore if you changed your face? Are

gritted her

the similarity, she really could not find other proof

serious burns and whiplashes.

fast for you to take off my

Turn around! If you’re not guilty, let me check!”

can check.”

her to do whatever she

suspicion was killing Sylvia, she wasn’t

clothes one by one, she pulled the hem of his shirt that

well–defined muscles and was glowing in bronze under

he was caught and cut by his elder brother’s men so he gained a deep

eyes trembled. She slowly let go and

on the bed dully, eyes downcast in disappointment.

reason gradually returned.

was dead, and she was even the one