Chapter 217
Briar’s nonchalant look changed in a flash. She strode over to Hayden in a few swift steps and said, “Spit it out now, or keep it to yourself forever.”
Hayden was completely deflated now and nodded meekly. “Okay, okay, I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”
Briar shot Sasha a look, and she instantly understood. She yanked Hayden’s neck up higher, the knife almost digging into his artery. “Speak up.”
“Your mother… Ow!”
Hayden had barely gotten two words out before the knife slashed across his face.
Sasha sounded thrilled by the sight of blood, her voice laced with murderous intent. “Are you trying to insult Briar?”
Hayden was at a loss for words.
He thought, ‘Darn it! Seriously? I got stabbed for that?‘
But with his life in their hands, Hayden didn’t dare talk back. He just reluctantly changed his words. “I mean, Mrs. Jennings. Is that good enough?”
Sasha didn’t move the knife, which meant Briar approved of the new title.
“Mrs. Jennings was just a test subject for our lab’s first–generation experimental drug back then,” Hayden muttered curses under his breath but kept his tone respectful, watching Briar’s reaction as he spoke.
When her expression turned even colder, he stammered, “Let me just say, all that stuff was my grandpa and my dad’s doing, not mine. I was just a baby back then. You Can’t take it out on me.”
Sasha started moving the knife again.
Hayden was on the verge of tears and quickly continued, “The experimental drug Mrs. Jennings took back then didn’t cause hallucinations at first. It was later, when your father… oh, I mean, Mr. Jennings, suggested increasing the dosage…”
That was a lot to process. Not only did Briar’s face darken, but even Brandon, who’d been standing quietly in the background, almost lost his balance.
He thought, ‘So Edgar really did murder his wife and steal her fortune back then. What a bastard. It turns out that Miss Jennings’s father killed her mother:
Brandon typed out a message quickly. [Ashton, hurry, Miss Jennings needs you.]
“And then what happened?” Briar’s voice was calm. Technically, she should’ve locked Hayden up and questioned him in private.
However, she couldn’t be bothered to waste time on that. It wasn’t like Brandon and the others couldn’t hear about Edgar’s crimes.
Anyway, once she found and destroyed all the labs and made it back home, the first people she’d make pay would be the Garza and Jennings families.
Hayden continued, “Then my grandpa handed the drug over to Mr. Jennings. I heard it happened at your one–month celebration. Someone pretended to be a guest and slipped the drug to Edgar as a gift”
When Hayden first heard this story, he honestly found it ridiculous. Edgar was a nobody with no power or status. What could he possibly gain by killing
his rich wife?
That was just straight–up idiotic.
In the world of the wealthy, families and corporations usually formed marriage alliances to build even bigger business empires.
Yet, Edgar did the exact opposite. He ditched his rich wife and then turned around to marry his first love, who was just as powerless and ordinary as he
was.
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Chapter 217
That was the real difference between people at the bottom and the upper crust. The folks at the bottom chased after love, thinking love could fix
everything
But to the upper crust, love only counted if there was profit involved. Otherwise, it was just charity work.
In the end, it proved Edgar feally was an idiot. He killed his first wife, married his first love, and now his company was doomed to stay small and weak for
the rest of his life.
In the world of the rich, a truly ambitious man would never dump his first wife just to bring home some first love who brought nothing to the table.
No matter how much one liked one’s first love, one could just keep her as a mistress.
Briar nodded, signaling for Hayden to keep talking
Hayden swallowed nervously, trying to inch his neck away from Sasha’s blade, but of course, it was pointless.
“After that, Mrs. Jennings’s health just kept getting worse. With all the pressure, her mind started to fall apart. In the end, right before she completely lost it, we had someone take her away. And after that, you probably know the rest.”
Briar’s expression was so calm that it was like Hayden wasn’t even talking about her mother.
But Hayden could still feel the killing intent rolling off her, sharp and chilling
He forced a weak smile, trying to please her. “Briar, look, I’ve told you everything. Can you let me go now?”
“You’ve said everything you were supposed to.” Briar smiled. “Now, let’s talk about the things you were never meant to say.”
Hayden’s pupils shrank in fear. “What do you mean, ‘things I wasn’t meant to say? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Briar stepped back a couple of paces. “Oh? You don’t know? Fine, then. Kill him.”
Sasha’s hand moved in a flash, the knife aiming straight for Hayden’s throat. Terrified, Hayden scrambled on all fours, trying desperately to get away. “Oh! Help! I really have no idea what you mean by ‘things I wasn’t meant to say.“”
Hayden’s screams did nothing to evoke Briar’s sympathy, nor did they slow down Sasha’s movements. He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the
end.
Luckily for him, the blade didn’t slash his neck. It plunged into his thigh instead. Hayden let out a honking, goose–like scream of pain. “Ow!”
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