In the chaos, Clyde talked first.
"Stuart, as your uncle, I can give you a suggestion. Send her to the police station. She should be put in jail."
It was the first ti Clyde admitted their relationship. Stuart turned towards him.
Stanley was shocked, "What do you call yourself? Who are you? Are you..."
Clyde smiled, "yes, I am one of Lara’s "
Both Stanley and the old Greg were stuck at the dump.
The Lara’s never asked about Eddie all these years. Why did he appear at this mont?
The only one that was not affected by the news was Victoria. Another thing distracted her. She scread out.
She failed to kill Eddie, and now she might be sent to prison.
Her promising future might be ruined after this. What should she do now?
"No, don’t send there. I couldn’t be prisoned—Dad, mom, grandpa. Please, help . I don’t want to go to prison."
Victoria struggled in panic.
Mrs. Greg looked at her daughter, distressingly. She wanted to beg the old Greg again. But after hearing Clyde, she saw the old Greg and Stanley seed to remind sothing. She didn’t dare to interrupt them.
Stuart started talking. His voice sounded like the ice from hell.
"I know what you’ve done to Eddie these years. From now on, L.N would cancel all cooperation with Greg Enterprises and start purchasing the stock."
"What?" Stanley’s face turned pale imdiately. He ca to himself from the shock of Clyde’s words. What he really cared about was the company.
If the Yates decided to be on the opposite of Greg’s, Greg’s wouldn’t survive for a long ti.
When he tried to say so words, the old Greg stopped him, "Shut up. Listen to Stuart."
"But, dad..."
"Shut up."
The old Greg insisted this ti.
"Besides, Victoria," Stuart said randomly, "you’ve taken a lot from Eddie these years. After getting out of prison, you are forbidden to go back to your ho or get any help from your family. Otherwise, I might take more actions on Greg’s."
The move was so tough.
"No, you couldn’t do this to ." Victoria scread out crazily, "just cut my tongue off. Don’t send to prison. I don’t want to live like that. I might die alone without my family. I would die soon. please, just cut my tongue off."
She would like to have her tongue cut off rather than living a normal life and being put in jail.
Clyde really knew the nature of this kind of woman. So he proposed the scariest punishnt.
For won from the upper class, spiritual torture was much more frightening compared with physical torture.
The old Greg felt more shaful after hearing his granddaughter’s words.
"Kids, I appreciate this. I would keep this in my heart. We would do it in your way. Send her to the police station.’
"Grandpa, are you out of mind? He’s torturing your granddaughter. I don’t want to go to jail. I don’t want to live like an ordinary man. Grandpa, please help . Eddie loves you the most. Please beg her. She might help ..."
She cried her heart out.
She would like to die imdiately rather than suffering from all these.
Though the Greg couple wanted to help, they didn’t dare to now. It has been kind enough of Stuart not to kill Victoria. What else could they request him?
Mrs. Greg buried face in Stanley’s arms. She didn’t want to see the scene.
No one helped her. Victoria lost faith.
Her eyes turned malicious, "You such cowards. Do you really just stand aside and let him send to jail? Old bastard, you always love Eddie. I wish I could stab her to death. Everything she has now belongs to , and they belong to ..."
As Victoria kept yelling at everyone at present, the sound of high heels approached.
It sounded heavy, regular and delicate,
The vice president arrived,
"Who’s making such an annoying noise in the hospital?"
"Hi, vice president. Please."
Ivan greeted her as the employer of D.E.
Seeing Bette, Clyde imdiately stepped back, hiding in the corner.
Hearing this, Victoria rembered sothing.
Mrs. Yates...
She was Stuart’s mother. It was this woman that intended to choose her to be Stuart’s wife.
Victoria got excited. She got rid of two guards and rushed to Bette, kneeling down in front of her,
"Mrs. Yates, I’ve heard a lot about you. I’ve been looking forward to eting you in person for a long ti. Are you Stuart’s mother?"
"Yes. What’s up?" Bette scanned across the spot. She already guessed what happened.
On her way here, she had had Bayer gotten all the information needed.
She guessed the girl in front of her was Stanley’s daughter, Eddie’s young sister.
It was also this girl that stabbed her daughter-in-law and caused her wound. She was the reason that Eddie lied in the surgery room right now.
Bette’s eyes turned cold.
But Victoria got so excited that she neglected the detail.
"Auntie, Do you still rember ? My na is Victoria. I still rember you wanted to engage with Stuart before. Do you rember that?"
"Oh. yes!"
Bette squinted. Victoria cried too hard this morning. Her made-up was totally ruined. Her beautiful face now looked really scary. Deep in her red eyes were joy after disastrous and desire to revenge.
Bette t, numberable people. She knew Victoria’s plan imdiately.
Victoria wanted to take advantage of her.
Bette picked her up, "What happened? I couldn’t find you in the villa. The housekeeper told that you are all here. Did anyone get injured?" Better pretended that she didn’t know anything here.
No one answered the question at first. Finally, Ivan said respectfully, "Vice president, it..it was Miss Greg. She stabbed young Mrs. Yates. Now she was lying in the surgery room.
"it is not my fault. Eddie stole my things. You’ve chosen . If Eddie didn’t appear, I already got married to Stuart. They couldn’t distinguish between right and wrong. But I believe you can. I am the girl you chose."
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