Another blow came crashing down, and my vision blurred in a haze of crimson.
Gasps rippled through the crowd as blood trickled across the floor.
“She’s, she’s bleeding! Shouldn’t we call an ambulance?” someone whispered.
Olivia Scott only sneered, calm and cruel.
“So what if she dies? A cheap life like hers isn’t worth the price of my shoes.”
My phone had fallen nearby, the screen flashing frantically with messages. Butler James had sent one after another:
[Miss, where are you? The master truly can’t hold on much longer.]
I collapsed, drained of strength, staring helplessly at the phone’s flickering light.
That was when William Ford finally stepped out from the crowd.
I clung to the sight of him as if to a lifeline. My voice cracked in desperation.
“William, please, take me home. Grandpa is dying, and seeing me is his last wish.”
But instead of helping, he kicked me aside with cold disdain.
“So you’re the lunatic who’s been causing trouble with Olivia? Serves you right. And now you curse your own family by saying your grandfather is dying? Pathetic.”
Blood smeared across my face as I lifted my head, my heart breaking.
“William Ford, open your eyes and look at me. I’m Emily Carter!”
For a moment, his brows twitched, his expression faltering. But then he turned his back on me, standing firmly at Olivia’s side.
“Emily, we’re just friends. I have no obligation to back up your lies.”
Olivia giggled sweetly, pressing herself against him.
“See? Even my husband admits it. You’re nothing but a clingy third wheel, desperate enough to play mistress for free.”
My phone buzzed again, the video call finally connecting. Grandpa lay on his bed, and the instant he saw me, relief softened his eyes.
“Grandpa!” My throat tore with sobs. “Wait for me. I’m coming home right now!”
His breathing steadied for a fleeting moment. But Olivia snatched the phone from my trembling hands, flipping the camera with a vicious grin.
“So this shameless mistress is your granddaughter? Perfect. Watch closely as I, the real wife, beat her down.”
She propped the phone against William, who stood there like a lifeless stand. Then, rod in hand, she descended on me.
The first strike landed across my back, forcing me flat on the ground. Olivia leaned toward the camera, taunting Charles Carter Sr.
through the screen.
“How does it feel, old man? Watching your precious granddaughter get beaten like this, does it hurt?”
Another blow. And another. Each one laced with venom.
“You slut! Playing mistress, daring to show your face, let’s see how much you can take.”
Before the third strike could fall, William grabbed her arm. His gaze flickered uneasily toward me.
“That’s enough, Olivia. The old man couldn’t take it… He just passed away.”
The words sliced through me. Even Iving half–dead on the floor. I heard them as clear as dav.
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“Grandpa’s last sight of me… was like this. Beaten to the ground, treated like dirt.”
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My eyes burned scarlet as I glared at them, my voice sharp as a blade.
“William Ford. Olivia Scott. I will never forgive you.”
Olivia only laughed, contempt curling her lips.
“Oh really? How are you going to manage that, curse me with your tongue?”
She raised the rod again, baring her teeth.
“Fine. Let me give you one last hit. Then you won’t have the breath to spout big words ever again.”
But the expected blow never landed.
Instead, a commanding voice thundered across the terminal.
“Stop this at once! Who gave you the audacity to lay a hand on her?”
Richard Coleman, Sterling Corporation’s elder statesman, came striding forward on his cane, fury radiating from every line of his body. The air itself seemed to freeze under the weight of his authority.
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