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After sending Jason away, Priscilla switched off the security camera again and entered Fia’s room.
She looked at how Fia sat there emotionlessly and remembered how she was smiling at the camera
just
now.
They were both women. Of course, she knew what kind of feelings Fia had for Jason.
There were no feelings of man and woman between them. She didn’t want to disturb him, so she kept
on showing that everything was fine.
“Fia, I’m envious of you, but I also think you’re very s*upid.”
Fia looked at Priscilla coldly without saying anything.
“If I were you, I’d give up on any of that so–called dignity. I’ll use everything I can to reach my goal, and
attack those who are in my way!” Priscilla then looked at Fia mockingly. “I really don’t know why there
are people like you who see their dignity as higher than anything else. Can dignity help you survive?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“People like us care about our conscience the most. If our conscience is corrupted, we’ll never have
peace no matter how well we live,” Fia calmly said before looking away from Priscilla.
Priscilla held her hands tightly. “My cousin doesn’t look like she’s troubled by her thoughts!”
“Haha.” Fia let out a laugh. She didn’t want to explain to her what kind of person Esme was.
Some of them had already been very wicked since they were young. They were simply better at hiding
those parts of them.
But their wickedness would eventually corrupt their hearts and make them rot. They didn’t care if they
could ever live in peace.
“Let’s see if someone like you can go further in life or if someone like my cousin will do better!”
In the next three days, Priscilla would send Fia her meals. She no longer did anything to her.
Fia was at peace as she ate and slept well.
She didn’t beg Conrad and Jason for help. They were her trump card.
She believed that she could deal with this on her own.
Because of how forceful Conrad and Jason were being, the entire station was focused on investigating
how Esme was injured. The attackers who were in prison were interrogated multiple times.
They were asked the same questions again and again, but they never changed their testimony.
The fourth day had passed.
Conrad and Jason become very anxious.
Conrad went to Esme’s ward and told her parents to leave.
“Conrad?” Esme’s right eye was injured, and it was covered with layers of gauze. She stared at Conrad
with one eye like a cyclops.
She had a few bruises on her face. When Conrad arrived, he saw how the man with the scar on his
face. had dragged her face against the floor.
The scar had changed color and she looked like someone terrifying.
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“Am I ugly right now?” Esme wanted to cry again as she covered her eyes.
Conrad then asked coldly, “The doctor said that it’s best for you not to cry anymore!”
“I can’t keep my right eye anymore. It doesn’t matter whether I cry or not… I should just follow my heart
instead!”
“If your eyes got infected, you won’t even be able to protect your left eye!”
Esme sobbed and bit her lips.
“I know. I won’t cry. I’ll protect myself.”
Conrad had been pushed by Hank and Beth. If they still couldn’t find out what happened, the Mannings
were going to officially file charges against Fia.
If that happened, just the evidence of her transferring money to them would be enough to send her to
prison.
“Esme. You and Fia are family. I hope that you can spare her.”
“I… I never wanted to do anything to her. She had simply been overthinking things. Now that this has
happened, even if I wanted to, my parents would never be willing to.”
Conrad gripped the bed tightly as his eyes turned dark like thunderclouds.
“It’s just a transfer record. There is no further evidence to show that she told them to kidnap you. If
you’re willing to make a statement, you can protect her.”