Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 241

Eric hurriedly slapped his face to stop his wandering thoughts.

This was his first time acting alone with Miss Sylvia. Maybe this was just her personality, and he should trust her feelings for the boss!

However, he absolutely couldn’t let the boss know about these details!

In the bedroom…

Sylvia lightly traced the sharp tip of the dagger on Xian Grant’s face, moving from his neck down to his

chest.

Xian trembled, afraid that the dagger would pierce his skin at any moment.

A strange and eerie aura filled the air, making it hard for him to breathe.

Seeing how frightened he was, Sylvia sneered, “You’re so afraid of a dagger like this. With your weak disposition, do you still dare to fight against Eder?”

Xian seemed provoked by her words, and his expression of fear lessened.

Because he knew deep down that Sylvia didn’t dare and couldn’t kill him in the Grant family.

Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, Sylvia guessed what he might be thinking. “That’s right, I won’t kill you. I prefer to torture, slowly torment. So today, I’m just here to collect some interest.”

“Because of you, Eder is still on the operating table right now. Who gave you the right to lie comfortably in bed while he suffers? I want you to stay awake and experience ten times the pain he’s going through!”

Her eyes turned cold, and the tip of the dagger lightly pressed against Xian’s chest, but she was careful not to pierce his heart.

Fresh blood instantly gushed out, staining Xian’s snow–white bathrobe, and his face turned pale from the pain.

“Don’t worry, this little wound won’t immediately cost you your life.”

Sylvia put away the dagger and took out a packet of powder to show Xian.

“This is itching powder. I will sprinkle it all over your body. When you itch unbearably and your muscles twitch intensely, your blood will flow faster throughout your body, and the blood from the wound will keep flowing. I wonder if you’ll bleed too much and die overnight. Shall we give it a try?”

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Her tone was innocent, but her words were extremely cruel.

Xian looked at the powder in her hand in horror, shaking his head continuously, mumbling something,

Sylvia’s face turned icy, and she didn’t waste time talking to him. She directly started sprinkling the powder from his neck, showing no mercy.

places, she

powder between Xian’s legs, he was so scared that a certain part of his body shrank, but he admired her and gave her a thumbs

truly

couldn’t bear it, he might have some erection problem in his next life, right?

At the hospital…

hours of surgery, Eder finally removed the bullet from his

loss, his body was weak, and he needed proper rest. Therefore,

“Sylvia…”

voice hoarse and weak. His gaze instinctively scanned the

room.

room

and there wasn’t anyone else either. It was just him lying

of loneliness and desolation

off, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

for him to come out, that she would listen to his

wouldn’t deceive him!

ignored the freshly bandaged wound on his chest and sat

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against the

the

outside was silent

wind occasionally blew against

and his chest felt suffocated. Intense sorrow

his chest was a hundred times worse

“Sylvia…”

Where are you?

still unwilling to forgive me?

Sylvia, but he had exhausted all his strength by leaving the ward, feeling weak and powerless,

Sylvia kept him struggling to maintain a little

passing nurse saw him and was frightened, rushing over to support him. “Oh my goodness, Mr. Storm, why did you get out of bed?

letting her touch him, and weakly asked, “Where is

long time ago. It’s already early morning, she probably

overwhelmed with distress.

She left.

him, unwilling

throat, and the empty corridor echoed with his painful

bear to see it. “Mr.

He glared at her with coldness, despite being sick, his

nurse was frightened and dared not speak any further. She ran away weakly.

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only him. His whole body was weak, unable to stand, so he could only slowly crouch by the door,

be so heartless. I won’t go