Chapter 265
Chapter 265
‘Lydia, what was that?’ Lucas thought, utterly stunned. Before Lucas could even react, Lydia was already being pulled away by Emma and the others, all fussing over her in a panic.
After making sure she wasn’t hurt or bleeding, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did they whirl around to glare at Emily, ready to confront her for what she’d done.
But before anyone could get a word out, Emily cut in coldly. “If anyone dares to bring this up in front of Grandpa Charles, I will kill her. I mean it.”
Her words were a warning to everyone, but her eyes were locked intensely on Lydia, the murderous intent in her gaze almost palpable. Everyone was so intimidated by her demeanor that they momentarily forgot how to react.
Instinctively, they all felt that Emily was truly capable of murder. She really might kill someone.
While everyone was still stunned, Emily suddenly shot a look at a servant frozen in the corner. “You, go check on Grandpa Charles and see what he wants. And listen, under no circumstances are you to let him know what just happened. Got it?”
The servant jolted in fear, nodding frantically as she stammered. “Y-Yes.” After the servant left, the atmosphere once again sank into an eerie silence.
The first to react was Andrew. While feeling angry and disgusted, there was also an indescribable discomfort gnawing at him. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Emily standing before him now was someone he no longer recognized. Emily wasn’t supposed to be like this.
Andrew couldn’t help but frown. “Emily, do you even realize how much the company lost because of this mess? We haven’t even called you out for it yet, and you’re already throwing a fit.”
He went on, his voice sharp with frustration. “If we’d known you’d still be this stubborn and unrepentant, we never should have brought you back, no matter how much Grandpa Charles begged.
“Two years and you still haven’t learned. I think you should be sent to St. Gabriel Reform Academy for another two years. If you still haven’t learned your lesson, then we’ll keep you there until you become obedient and well-behaved.”
His words made Emily freeze. A wave of instinctive fear swept through her, spreading from her chest to every limb. A pain that felt even worse than her twisted, broken finger.
She feared the Bennetts might send her back. Since returning, she’s been submissive to the Bennetts and constantly yielding to Lydia. She truly didn’t want to return to that hellish place again.
But she didn’t need to fear. Even if Bennetts tried to send her back, St. Gabriel Reform Academy wouldn’t dare take her. Jackson had fought hard to secure her freedom, giving her the strength to stand firm.
Emily took a deep breath, forcing herself to swallow the instinctive fear churning inside her.
She stared at Andrew with icy indifference. “I haven’t been part of the Bennett Family for a long time. Even if you wanted to send me back, you’re not even qualified to do it.”
Without waiting for Andrew’s reaction, Emily lowered her head, grabbed her twisted pinky with her other hand, and with a sudden force, wrenched it back into place.
After that sharp sound, Emily’s finger snapped straight. Her whole body trembled, a low grunt slipping out, sweat beading
on her forehead-but that was it. She didn’t make another sound.
This was something Zack had taught her. Back when Zack was staying with Quiana’s grandma, he’d picked up some medical
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skills from the village’s doctor.
Back at St. Gabriel Reform Academy, whenever they got hurt and couldn’t get any real treatment, it was always Zack who patched them up.
And in the end, he’d been caught stealing medicine for her when she had a high fever. The “teachers” at St. Gabriel Reform Academy had beaten him to death right in front of her.
As he lay dying, he clutched her hand with all his remaining strength, not just to entrust her with his final regrets, but to press into her palm the pill he’d been gripping so tightly it was nearly crushed from the heat of his hand.
