All Too Late novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 See Your Face

Kathleen stared at Vanessa’s despicable face.

Her fair and delicate facial features were arranged into an impassive look as she said emotionlessly, “Vanessa, I found a video online earlier. You can take a look first.”

Video?

Vanessa could not fathom Kathleen’s deliberate and secretive behavior.

“It wouldn’t take more than a few minutes of your time to watch the video.” Kathleen continued boring her frosty eyes into Vanessa.

Vanessa’s face darkened.

She took out her phone and opened her Twitter application.

A notification sounded from the system, informing her of the availability of a piece of trending news.

She clicked the notification and saw the headlines: Vanessa Yoeger abusing her birth mother. What did Vanessa Yoeger feed Old Mrs. Yoeger with? Zachary Yoeger and Vanessa Yoeger are inhumane.

Vanessa panicked. What are these?

She proceeded to play the video.

Unexpectedly, those videos were footage of her and Zachary entering Frances’ room and feeding her the slow-acting poison in the past few days.

Her face fell. She placed down her phone and said through gritted teeth, “Kathleen, you’re so adept at slandering others. I was merely feeding my mother her medications. How did that become a form of abuse?”

“If you’re truly feeding an elderly her medications, do you need to do it while she was sleeping? Do you need to force her mouth open and brutally have her gulped the content?” Kathleen questioned Vanessa.

“That’s because she’s becoming foolish and was reluctant to take the medications. I did that for her benefit because her health will further deteriorate if she doesn’t,” Vanessa replied righteously.

“For her benefit?” Kathleen fixated her piercing dark eyes on Vanessa. “Do you take everyone as idiots?”

Vanessa remained indifferent.

“You haven’t seen the second video, right?” Kathleen reminded her.

Second video?

Vanessa lifted her phone and stared at the screen again. “This is not a video. Why would a video show merely a black screen?”

“That’s right. That is not a video. It’s an audio recording. Aren’t you going to listen to it?” Kathleen asked nonchalantly.

Vanessa hesitated briefly before she played the recording.

“Who are you to give away something that belongs to me? I will eliminate those who stand in my way, including you—my mother. I will not let you go if you dare to hinder me. My abilities are not inferior to Zachary’s, yet you are still reluctant to give me the Yoeder family’s assets. You are biased! Go on and drink this poison. Only with your death can I finally inherit everything from the Yoeder family.”

Vanessa’s voice sounded from the audio recording.

Her face turned pale.

“Vanessa, if you are doubtful about the recording’s genuineness, feel free to get it authenticated by an expert. But before you obtain any result, I will never let you meet with Old Mrs. Yoeger. You should just give up on that idea,” Kathleen said coldly.

“Am I to take your word for prohibiting me from meeting with her? Who do you think you are?” Vanessa bellowed.

Kathleen sneered. “Although my identity has yet to be confirmed by Old Mrs. Yoeger, my mother and Old Mrs. Yoeger’s relationship is undeniable. It’s all right even if Old Mrs. Yoeger is not as sharp as before because there is still another person who can verify my status.”

“Who is that? I’d like to see who the daredevil is!” Vanessa demanded furiously.

“Me.” Yasmine strode over from behind Vanessa.

The latter froze.

“Vanessa, I’ve told you to stop your stupid and meaningless actions. You are also well aware of Kathleen’s identity, so what else are you planning to do?” Yasmine grimaced.

“Aunt Yasmine, these are not the truth!” Vanessa said in a hurry.

“Regardless of the authenticity, you can only meet with Mother after her condition stabilizes. You should go back for now,” Yasmine said frostily.

Vanessa bit her lip in indignation while glaring at Kathleen.

How did she lay her hands on those videos and audio recordings? She is unexpectedly capable. I’ve truly undermined her resourcefulness.

Kathleen’s dark and cold eyes continued boring into Vanessa’s.