Xaviera Evans pulled out her phone, pressed a couple of buttons randomly, and then a deliberately subdued male voice came out.
“Miss Evans, the matter you speak of isn’t very easy to deal with.”
“You see, if people find out, I won’t be able to stay at the hospital any longer, and I have a large family to support, including my wife and children…”
“Please don’t misunderstand, it’s not that I’m asking you to increase the payment, it’s just that the risks in this matter are too high, I…”
“No, don’t play it anymore!”
Mag Evans abruptly sat up from the bed, her eyes wide with fear as they were fixated on Xaviera.
Why, why did she have this recording!
Xaviera Williams smiled slightly: “It seems that you have remembered something, haven’t you, sister?”
Mr. Evans and Rose Campbell wore a stunned look on their faces.
“Mag, you…”
“Don’t ask, don’t ask anything. Could you please leave the room, Mom and Dad? I would like to have a private conversation with my sister.”
Rose Campbell wanted to say something else, but when she met Mag’s pleading gaze, she could only glare at Xaviera sternly and give her a warning look not to interfere.
“We’ll be right outside, just call us if you need anything.”
Mr. Evans was also worried about leaving Mag alone with Xaviera, but he was unable to resist Mag’s pleas. In the end, he had to reluctantly leave the ward, glancing back every few steps.
As the door of the ward closed, Mag’s demeanor changed. She absentmindedly twirled her long hair and asked, “Where did you get this recording? Those people are truly wicked, purposely causing a rift between us sisters.”
Xaviera pulled up a chair and sat down: “Aren’t you tired of pretending all the time?”
Mag was still acting out the sisterly affection despite having torn all pretenses.
Mag lowered her head, her expression unclear. But the tremble in her shoulders was apparent, her feelings were certainly far from calm: “Sister, why did you have to come back? Wouldn’t it have been better if you had stayed and died in the countryside? Why did you have to come back to take my place as Miss Evans? Why did you have to steal my fiancé? And why did Grandpa have to make such a stipulation? Why did he have to give the shares of the Evans Group to you? Why!”
“In what aspect do I fall short when compared to you? In terms of knowledge, talent, or the etiquette of the upper class, which of these is lacking in me? For a hillbilly like you who just came back from the countryside and can’t even apply makeup to suddenly come and grab all my possessions, on what grounds!”
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of grievances and resentment.
She was angry, full of hatred!
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