Chapter 229 Emma’s Death (Part 3)
Bradley, who was sitting next to me, suddenly stood up.
His voice trembled as he spoke, “I remembered that there are still some things to take care of, so I’ll leave first.” He thought Hazel would stop him, but she didn’t do anything, didn’t say anything, even Margaret was surprised. Just as Bradley thought he had successfully escaped and avoided the interrogation in the room, he pushed open the door and collided with the gaze from the opposite side.
Leaning against the wall, Johnson lazily toyed with the knife in his hand. Hearing a noise, he looked up, and the scar on his face sent shivers down one’s spine.
There were over a dozen black–clad bodyguards standing on both sides of the door.
There were still two bodyguards arranged by Wesley for Janet kneeling on the ground, with bruised faces and twisted arms at unnatural angles.
A cold voice of a woman came from behind: “Did I let you go?”
The next second!
The small knife in Johnson’s hand swiftly grazed past Bradley’s ear and forcefully plunged into the back entrance cabinet door.
And Bradley’s ear was directly cut off by half.
“Ah!”
The pain was slow to register, but when Bradley saw the half–dropped ear on the ground, he was so scared that he immediately knelt down. A nauseating liquid filled the air, leaving a disgusting trace on the carpet.
The
Robinson family’s bodyguard tied Bradley up and threw him into a corner. The half ear that fell on the ground was stuffed into Bradley’s mouth. Before he could spit it out, a rough towel taken from the toilet was forcefully stuffed into his mouth.
The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and the ears in his hands were still dripping blood. Margaret, who saw this scene, was dumbfounded.
Hazel took out the previous hard drive and placed it on the desk.
“This is a video copied from your father’s computer. What’s inside, Ms. Payne should know better than me.” When she said this, she deliberately glanced at Jonathan’s position.
Hazel’s meaning was very clear.
If she still refused to tell the truth, we would have to play what’s in the hard drive. Time passed by minute by minute.
When Hazel connected the hard drive to the computer, Margaret suddenly exclaimed and rushed over, saying, “Don’t–
“Don’t let go! I didn’t mean to, I was unintentional!”
“That day was Emma’s birthday. Her parents had gone back to their hometown for some matters, and I was afraid she would feel lonely by herself. So, I specially invited her to my house to celebrate her birthday, and I even prepared a very exquisite birthday gift for her.”
She sounded panicked and had a terrified look in her eyes.
While speaking, he kept nodding incessantly, as if by doing so, he could validate the truthfulness of his words. Margaret closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“It was him, it was him who got drunk!”
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While I was going downstairs to pick up the cake at the entrance of the community, Emma was, unfortunately, defiled.
She opened a pair of red eyes, her voice choked.
“Ten minutes! I was only downstairs for ten minutes. I didn’t expect him to come back suddenly and do something so despicable to Emma.”
As her words fell, tears also fell down.
Upon hearing Margaret’s words, Kyla, already in tears, threw herself into Jonathan’s arms, “It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault!”
“If it wasn’t for me insisting on going back to visit my seriously ill grandmother, and then encountering a once–in–a–century heavy rainstorm, we could have made it back in time to celebrate Emma’s birthday. She wouldn’t have been bullied, it’s all my fault.”
Jonathan sighed and gently patted her back.
“Wife, it’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself. If there is any sin to be punished, let it all fall on me.”
Kyla looked up and said, “No! How could this be your fault, it was clearly…”
“It was Bradley, the devil!”
She pushed Jonathan aside and rushed towards the hidden Bradley at the door, kicking the crime tools fiercely, one after another.
Bradley was bound and unable to move, allowing Kyla to kick him in vulnerable areas, causing him so much pain that his entire face wrinkled up.
After kicking Bradley, Kyla hid on the ground and cried loudly.
“My Emma… it’s all Mom’s fault, Mom is sorry for you, in the next life we will be mother and daughter!”
Kyla rushed towards the direction of the room balcony.
As the curtains were pulled open, everyone was blinded by the dazzling sunlight outside, causing them to avert their gaze.
Only Jonathan rushed up and hugged Kyla tightly.
“Kyla, it wasn’t your fault.”
“You had a heart condition, and your emotions couldn’t fluctuate too much.”
If it weren’t for me being here, Hazel would have really thought that Kyla was filming some melodramatic play about a tormented love affair, begging you to love me again.
“Enough!”
She directly smashed the cup on the table to Kyla’s feet, saying, “When will it end? Haven’t you acted enough after more than ten years?”
The woman was startled and stared at Hazel with wide eyes.
“Why is Mrs. Morris pretending to cry here? Haven’t you carefully planned all of this in advance?”
As soon as she said this, not to mention Jonathan and Kyla, even Margaret and Janet were stunned, looking at Kyla in disbelief.
Hazel pursed her lips in silence.
Crying so loudly, tears so little, does this woman really not know that she has overacted, or is it just that she is old but lacks intelligence?
“Three days in advance, I bought the high–speed train ticket to return to my hometown, deliberately leaving my stepdaughter, who had already finished her exams, at home…”
She stared into Kyla’s eyes and coldly said, “Isn’t all of this Mrs. Morris’s doing?”
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to by Hazel’s words, Kyla forgot Caught off guard by Hazel’s “What did you say? How could I…”
cry and stared at
her blankly.
Almost conditioned reflexes trained since childhood, whenever someone defames her, tears would immediately flow down from Kyla’s eyes.
In front of others, she assumed the posture of a weak person.
Jonathan was about to speak up for his wife when Hazel’s next sentence caught him off guard, causing his eyes to widen in shock.
Hazel: “Oh, and there’s you too.”
“The reason Emma encountered all these problems, Margaret, Kyla… ultimately, the root cause is you.”
One sentence silenced three people.
Jonathan furrowed his brow in confusion, “As a foster father, I believe I have fulfilled the responsibilities of a father.”
Perhaps due to his background in teaching classical literature, Jonathan exuded an air of refined elegance. Even though he was almost 50 years old, his facial features and temperament still did not lose to those men who were already pot–bellied at the age of 30.
Margaret’s back was already covered in cold sweat.
She couldn’t care less about the bloodied scum at the entrance, but instead her gaze fell upon Jonathan, her heart filled with unease.
Being able to find these was also unexpected.
When Leo went to Supai Village to investigate Emma, he happened to discover that Tony and Mary had sold their newborn second daughter.
Later, due to strict inspections and crackdowns above.
The human trafficker had no choice but to abandon the child and flee in all directions.
It happened to be dropped right at the doorstep of the orphanage in Kyla Morris‘ hometown.
Later, Kyla was unable to conceive a child, and Jonathan didn’t want to see her sad, so he suggested adopting a child from an orphanage.
Quietly, Emma was adopted by them.
Afterwards, due to work scheduling reasons, Jonathan came to Seattle to work, bringing along his wife and daughter as well.
Although Emma was adopted, Jonathan treated her as his own daughter and never treated her unfairly in terms of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation. He taught her how to conduct herself and the family lived a harmonious and happy life.
In his opinion, there was no distance between his wife and daughter.
So Hazel’s words made him very unhappy, and
unhappy, and he could
Jonathan reminded her, “Young lady, be cautious with
“If
you slander my wife again, I will have to call the police.”
Be cautious with your words and actions? Ha.
see her gaze turning cold.
your words and actions.”
Hazel looked at him meaningfully, “Sure, go ahead and call the police, but before I go in, Mrs. Morris will probably
have to be sentenced to death!”
Kyla suddenly looked up and exclaimed, “!!”
