Chapter 137
cherviclenched the hem of her shirt, guilt evident in her expression as she looked at Suzanne. “Suzanne, I’m sorry. I’m doing this for your own good. I just want you to make peace with your family before it’s too late. I don’t want you to regret it in the future.”
She had made sure the drug wouldn’t harm Suzanne before using it
Suzanne’s head grew heavier, her limbs losing all strength. She had noticed something off in her food earlier. There was a strange taste mixed in Alone, that substance wouldn’t have been an issue, but combined with other ingredients…
Her body gave out. She collapsed.
Cheryl rushed forward, catching Suzanne before she hit the ground and easing her onto the couch. She was worried Suzanne might get hurt.
Grinding her teeth, Suzanne shoved Cheryl away with all the strength she had left. Disappointment filled her eyes as she barked, “For my own good? Who told you to do this?”
The odd herbs in the barbecued food and the fragrance in the private room made her feel sick. Of all the things, she had fallen for a damn sedative.
And the person behind it was Cheryl.
The look in Suzanne’s eyes cut deep, making Cheryl’s guilt even worse, Tears streamed down her face as she choked out, “Your sister. She told me you were running around with all kinds of shady men. She was worned you’d go down the wrong path, so she begged me to drug you and bring you home.”
Cheryl had hesitated at first, unsure if Seline was telling the truth. But then she saw that Suzanne was driving a luxury vehicle worth millions of dollars. Even if the Yates family had money, they wouldn’t drop that much cash on a car for her.
That was when Cheri believed it
She knelt beside Suzanne, sobbing as she pleaded, “Please, Suzanne, listen to them. Just go home. Those men you’re involved with–they’ll ruin you.”
“Cheryl had heard enough about the dark side of high society. She didn’t want Suzanne to end up in that mess.
Besides, the Yates family was wealthy. At least if Suzanne went back, she wouldn’t have to struggle to survive.
Suzanne fought to keep her eyes open, her vision growing hazy. She let out a bitter laugh “So, it was Seline..!
She wanted to say more, but her body betrayed her. She slumped back onto the couch, slipping into unconsciousness.
Cheryl panicked, leaning over her. “Suzanne…”
Afraid she might get cold, Cheryl quickly took off her light jacket and draped it over her. Then, taking a deep breath, she pulled out her phone and made a call.
Seline’s voice came through, laced with anticipation “So? Is it done?
She sat on a plush couch, admiring ber freshly manicured nails. Her eyes were filled with disdain toward Cheryl
cheryl’s palms were slick with sweat as she clutched the phone. She stole one last glance at Suzanne, who was unconscious on the couch, before steadying herself. “It’s done. Now, where’s my money?
y’s worsening
If it weren’t for Jenny’s had no choice.
Seline’s eyes lit up. Perfect!
-condition a and her urgent need for surgery, Cheryl never would have gone through with this. The hospital had been pressing for payment. She
A few months ago, while visiting a friend at the hospital, she spotted Cheryl taking care of her sick mother. That was when the idea struck. She did some digging and, suce enough, she found a way to use Cheryl to her advantage.
Smirking, she arched a brow. “Relax, I’ll wire it right now.”
Cheryllet out a shaky breath and then ended the call.
She crouched beside Suzanne, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her voice was full of remorse. “I’m sorry, Suzanne. When you wake up, you can hate me, scream at me, and do whatever you want. Just let me save my mom list and then I’ll make it up to you.”
With one last conflicted look, Curryl stood, turned away, and hurried out of the private room. She didn’t dare to look back.
On the second floor of the karakor joint, an extravagant private room gleamed under golden lights.
Seated on the Lavish couch, the three members of the Yates family- Seline, Henry, and Mandy–watched as Seline ended her call.
Henry leaned forward, his eyes filled with anticipation. “Well? Is it done?”
Seline jumped up excitedly. “Dud, Mom, It’s done. Hurry!”
Mandy and Henry exchanged tiled glances. They barely noticed the fruits they had been eating, tossing the platter aside as they shot to their feet
Mandy grabbed Henry’s arm, her voice urgent. “Honey, call Mr. Lloyd now!”
Opportunities like this didn’t come often. If they missed it, who knew how long they’d have to wait for another shot?
