Chapter 489

John’s eyes were filled with fear as he avoided direct eye contact with Estelle. He stumbled to his feet and made his way to the bathroom to retrieve a broom.

The others followed suit, their previous arrogance vanishing as they obediently began tidying up the room.

In the midst of the commotion, a sound of something being knocked over emanated from the bathroom, prompting Emily to hurriedly investigate.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Estelle leaned against the sofa, observing the cleaning efforts Mathilda, holding a mop in her hands, slowly approached Estelle. The bruising on her face was visible, and her eyes burned with malice as she fixated on the back of Estelle’s head.

As soon as Mathilda was right behind Estelle and had lifted the mop, her wrist was struck by something, the pain so intense that it felt like her bones had been pierced.

She screamed, the mop falling to the floor, and she clutched at her wrist, retreating Only then did she see that it was a Bentley key that had hit her wrist, and she felt like her wrist was about to break.

around and saw Jonathan

Mathilda, who was pale and

the sofa with one hand and swiftly jumped up, grabbed Mathilda’s shirt,

Estelle was going to do, her body shaking with

*John, save me!”

“Help! She’s killing me!”

then at the man standing by the

including the girls who had been friends

against the railing, her head down, most of her body hanging out over the balcony, her face

the attention of their neighbors, who opened their windows to see what was going on. Some

actions

terror, her face contorted and her body trembling. “Estelle, let’s talk about this. If you kill me, you’ll end up

the worst you’ll suffer is being crippled I can cover your medical expenses or leave you confined to a hospital bed as a helpless vegetable for the rest

no! I won’t

and called out, “Jonah!” Jonathan remained motionless, his gaze fixed on Estelle, observing her every move from the

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