When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 588 Let’s Take Them Out Together

Sarah clenched her jaw; her fists were so tight they cracked. But no matter how angry or regretful she was now, it was too late. She nev

should’ve trusted this man from the beginning.

“I can’t control you,” Sarah said, cyes rimmed red, tears glimmering just beneath the surface. “So I’m begging you now. Please spare their lives. They look like this already, isn’t that punishment enough?”

The man lowered his eyes with a lazy indifference; the sharp glint in his gaze was cold and mocking, as if he were watching a joke unfold. He stared at Sarah, dispassionate and amused.

Jean stared blankly too, not even blinking. So now I’m supposed to believe Sarah regrets it? What’s the point? Is the blood my brothers lost somehow going to flow back into their bodies? Can any of this be undone, like it never happened? Her sudden, too–late guilt meant nothing to me. It was worthless. And when they dragged my mom and brother into that basement, she was still thinking about killing me first. Now she wanted to scream and break down? What a joke.

“Say something!” Sarah shouted, biting her lip when the

man gave no reply.

forward. He grabbed Sarah’s shoulder and urged

man’s lips curved slightly, a hint of amusement flickering there. He nodded. “Exactly. Don’t forget who you are, or where you

slid over to Ludwig and Jean. “Stop just standing there. Let’s take them

he finished speaking, Jordan turned toward Jean and Ludwig. His eyes narrowed, and something dangerous flashed beneath them. “Got

Jordan led the rest of Stormwoven straight toward

the top priority now was to eliminate these two “remnants”

He moved swiftly, stepping forward to shield Jean, then tilted his head slightly and said under his breath, “I’ll hold them

Ludwig; she nodded firmly. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll

anything more. His figure shot forward like a phantom, intercepting Jordan and his people

but getting

this

back, steadying herself as

thought. The man’s gaze dropped coldly to the floor; whatever he was thinking, it didn’t