Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 891

Chapter 891

Stephanie glowered at the woman in front of her as she shouted, “Jolin Wright, I'm going to kill you!”

The next second, she charged at Jolin, only to have the latter turn sideways and kick her in the rear.

Unsurprisingly, Stephanie lost her balance and fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Many of the foreigners who were happily shopping away stopped in their tracks, with some even rushing forward to lend a helping hand. Jolin, however, beat them all to it and quickly helped Stephanie to her feet.

“Oh, how careless of you, Ms. Stephanie. I can't believe you tripped while walking,” Jolin remarked as she smoothed Stephanie's clothes down and explained the situation to the foreigners in Erihalese.

Once the crowd had dispersed, she hastily ushered Stephanie into the car.

“Ms. Stephanie, I strongly suggest that you stop these pointless endeavors. You've been utterly unscrupulous, yet Boss chose to go easy on you because you're his sister. You still have a few hundred grand in your bank, don't you? If you spend it wisely and look for a stable job, you'll be able to live comfortably.”

Stephanie leaned against the car seat, her chest heaving up and down with rage. “Drive!”

Jolin merely shrugged.

Oh well, I still have plenty of time with Stephanie anyway. I'll teach this spoilt brat a lesson and make her realize what it feels like to be alone and helpless!

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Jolin fulfilled what she set out to do. Stephanie even resorted to becoming an escort when she became strapped for cash, resulting in her being sexually abused at the hands of a sadistic millionaire.

Left on the brink of death, she was rushed to the hospital, where she embarked on a long road to recovery. Alas, the assault had traumatized her so much that she was reduced to a shadow of her former self.

Even as Jolin crossed her arms and stared at the woman on the hospital bed, her eyes were void of sympathy. If Stephanie weren't so insistent on living a luxurious lifestyle, she wouldn't have ended up in this sorry state!

“Congratulations on still being alive, Ms. Stephanie,” Jolin said with a wry smile.

Upon hearing that, Stephanie finally stirred and cast a soulless glance at Jolin.

“I want to go home, Jolin. Will you take me home?” she muttered as tears poured down her cheeks. “I've realized my mistake. Please tell my brother I'm sorry and that I won't plot against him or Amelia ever again. Persuade them to let me home, I beg of you.”

Despite the desperate pleas, Jolin remained unruffled.

“Sorry, Ms. Stephanie, but Boss has ordered not to let you back as long as you're still breathing,” Jolin replied while shrugging nonchalantly. “However, if you decide to take your own life, I promise to help cremate your body and send the ashes back home. Your parents might be a little sad to learn about your death, but with two grandkids to keep them occupied, I'm sure they'll get over it soon.”

A tinge of anger instantly flashed across Stephanie's once-lifeless eyes as she glared at Jolin.

“Dream on, Jolin! There's no way I'll die before you! One of these days, I'll return home and destroy you with my own hands,” she said through gritted teeth.

The more Jolin wants to see me dead, the more I'll fight to stay alive! I want everyone who despises me to know I can be just as strong and resilient even without the Clinton family backing me!

“Oh, that's disappointing to hear, Ms. Stephanie. I was still wondering when you'd think enough is enough and decide to end it all. Who knew you were such a tough little cookie? Then again, if you weren't tough, you wouldn't have become an escort, would you? Tsk, tsk...” Jolin scoffed.

“Get out!” Stephanie bellowed as she flung a pillow at Jolin with all her strength.

Even though the pillow smacked Jolin right in the face, it did nothing but make her sneer even more condescendingly.
















































“Save your strength, Ms. Stephanie. Didn't the doctor say you have to rest as much as possible? After all, you've sustained quite a severe genital injury after the brutal assault. You don't want the wounds to reopen, do you?”

“Get out!” Stephanie screamed, this time louder than before. The next second, however, she began gasping and wheezing as the pain from her wounds intensified.

Jolin, on the other hand, remained in her spot.

As sadistic as it seemed, she had to admit she enjoyed seeing Stephanie in such a wretched state.

After Stephanie had fully recovered, she was so desperate for money that she tried looking for a secretarial job. Sadly, the long working hours and low wages couldn't support her expensive lifestyle. In the end, she decided to hook up with yet another multi-millionaire. What was most unfortunate, however, was that she contracted a sexually transmitted disease from the man. Needless to say, Stephanie could feel the world crumbling around her when she heard the doctor's diagnosis.

She was the daughter of the prestigious Clinton family, yet she had become disease-ridden and was now nothing more than a rich man's plaything. How much more pathetic could she get?

Stephanie truly wanted to kill the millionaire, but she was also rational enough to know that murder was a crime. She suppressed her rage and continued to stay by his side, using the money she made off of him on her ever-growing hospital bills.

Seeing how Stephanie had to visit the hospital frequently, Jolin couldn't help but feel a contrasting mix of sympathy and disgust for her. After all, it was undeniably sad to see the young lady, who once had everything, become so down and out.

“Ms. Stephanie, I can't believe you're still staying with that rich old man despite your condition. Is that what you call professionalism? Or is he that good in bed that you can't bear to leave him?” Jolin asked, lips curled into a smirk.

Stephanie instantly shot her a death stare. “Don't worry, Jolin. Not even STDs will kill me that easily. Have you forgotten that I'm still waiting to watch you die?”

“Haha. I'm afraid your wish might never come true, Ms. Stephanie.”

As luck would have it, Jolin's words hit the bullseye.

Stephanie and the millionaire were getting kinky in the bedroom later that night when the latter, having overdosed on performance-enhancing drugs, suddenly keeled over and died. Despite Stephanie's pleas and struggles, the millionaire's bodyguards swiftly dragged her to the police station.

Jolin, who was waiting outside the house, witnessed Stephanie being escorted into the police car and immediately gave Oscar a ring.

“Stay on her trail. I'll send someone to Ustrana in a bit,” Oscar ordered.

With that, Jolin did as instructed and followed the police car.

Oscar proceeded to inform Olivia about everything Stephanie had done while overseas.

Alas, the more Olivia listened, the more she frowned in disappointment. She had given Stephanie the means to have a comfortable life in Ustrana, yet the latter continued to play with fire and land herself in hot water.

However, Stephanie was still her daughter, and Olivia couldn't stop worrying about her.

“Oscar, your father and I intend to fly to Ustrana. No matter what Stephanie's done, she's still our daughter. I can't sit by and do nothing when she's in trouble,” she muttered.

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