Chapter 533
Chapter 533:
At night, in a café in Kretol, Brielle waited anxiously for news. The moment Laura’s call came, she hurried to the meeting spot.
Sitting across from Laura, Brielle reached out eagerly. “Where are the photos p>
Laura slid an envelope from her purse but stopped Brielle’s hand as she reached for it. “I’ve held up my part of the bargain. What about yours p>
When Brielle had approached Laura, she had promised that if Laura could sabotage Amelia and Wyatt’s wedding and tarnish Amelia’s reputation, she would fund the Morrison family’s revival. Apart from Jaxton, the Morrison legacy was Laura’s deepest fixation. Despite sensing something off, Laura had still agreed to Brielle’s scheme.
“What did I promise you?” Brielle taunted, her voice dripping with scorn.
“You deceived me!” Laura’s eyes blazed with fury.
“So what if I tricked you? You can’t do anything about it. Hand over those photos. Otherwise, when Wyatt’s people trace this to you, you’re finished!” Brielle smirked, sipping her coffee casually.
Laura’s sudden laugh, sharp with mockery, cut through Brielle’s arrogance. “It’s not my downfall you’ll witness; it’s yours p>
A chill gripped Brielle at Laura’s words. “What are you saying p>
Before she could finish, dizziness overwhelmed her. Realizing she had fallen into Laura’s trap, she tried to leave, but Laura seized her hair and yanked her back.
𝘔o𝘳𝘦 𝗻𝗈𝗏е𝗹𝘀 о𝗇
Staring into Brielle’s face, Laura let her voice turn venomous. “Did you order someone to kill my son p>
Brielle’s eyes widened in panic.
Seeing the expression on Brielle’s face, Laura’s own eyes blazed with rage. “It was indeed you, you bitch p>
With those words, Laura struck Brielle’s face repeatedly, slapping her with fierce blows. Blood trickled from Brielle’s lips, revealing the intensity of the assault.
“You murdered my son, and now you will pay with your life p>
Laura drew a knife from her purse—one she had prepared beforehand. At the sight of the blade in her hand, Brielle’s fear swelled into pure horror.
“It wasn’t me; it was p>
Before she could finish, Laura lunged, aiming the dagger at Brielle’s throat. Staring at the glinting steel, Brielle screamed.
Just then, the door was kicked open, stopping Laura. Amelia took in the scene and fixed Laura with a look of disapproval. “Have you forgotten the promise you made to me p>
Held back by security, Laura shouted at Amelia, “She tried to harm you. Wouldn’t it be better if I killed her for you p>
“This is about your revenge for Jaxton, not me! Besides, don’t you think killing her would be too merciful?” Amelia said.
Laura’s mind had been clouded with murderous intent over Jaxton’s death, but Amelia’s words snapped her back to clarity. Brielle, still dizzy, became instantly alert when she saw Amelia. She gaped. “You… you’re unharmed p>
Amelia ignored her and glanced at Hiram. Moments later, a group of thugs was ushered into the room.
Brielle’s face drained of color when she saw them. She looked at Amelia in panic, stammering, “What are you planning to do p>
“It’s simple—I want you to taste your own medicine p>
“No! You can’t do this, Amelia, please…” Brielle cried. If that happened, she knew she would lose not only her chance to marry Sean but also her place in the Figueroa family. Everything she had would vanish. The thought nearly broke her.
Amelia disregarded Brielle’s pleas and moved toward the door. At the threshold she paused and said, “Just take the photos. No need to actually p>
She trailed off, and Hiram understood. At his command, the thugs swiftly stripped Brielle. They did not touch her further; the photos, however, were staged to suggest otherwise. Initially, Wyatt had wanted to handle the matter himself, but when Amelia insisted on managing it, he remained by the door.
When Amelia emerged, Wyatt stepped forward and gathered her in his arms. Having heard her words earlier, he sighed softly. “You’re still too kind p>