Toward
Toward
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Meanwhile, near the Walsh family’s villa….
Rain was pouring down, and dark clouds were covering the sky.
The young man with bloodshot eyes was walking on the road with a knife. His shoulders were soaked, and his legs were injured from being beaten. He had a limp as he walked, but he firmly made his way toward the nearby villa.
He had to get his revenge. He had to!
Ronald held the hilt of the knife in his hand tightly, and his mind was filled with the desire to drag the Walsh family down with him.
At that moment, the rain suddenly stopped pouring on him.
A black umbrella was opened behind him.
Ronald was stunned. He didn’t look back, nor did he care who was holding the umbrella for him. He simply continued to move forward.
One step, two steps.
When he finally got close, the tall courtyard wall and iron door of the Walsh family’s villa blocked
his way.
This villa was solid like gold, with surveillance cameras inside and outside. There were also a lot of bodyguards, so he couldn’t get in at all.
“Argh!” Ronald roared and punched the iron gate. The back of his hand immediately started bleeding, but he desperately slammed the door as if he could not feel the pain.
“Come out. You’d better get out here right now!”
Ronald’s eyes were scarlet and full of hatred,
The rain seemed to get heavier.
The pitter–patter of the rain drowned out his screaming.
Ronald slammed the iron gate violently like a mad beast who had lost all reason.
The umbrella above his head remained there while he went crazy.
Under the umbrella….
Lucille finally opened her mouth. Her voice remained indifferent and calm. “Do you want to go in? I can help you open this door.”
As she spoke, she stepped forward. Somehow, the tightly locked door opened with a click, and the password was solved. The iron door opened automatically.
Ronald’s eyes turned cold, and he was about to rush in with the knife in his hand,
Lucille spoke up again.
Toward
“Have you thought this true? You’re going to get caught by the bodyguards, and you won’t even have a chance to see your target. You’re probably going to spend most of your life in prison in the future. Even if you get lucky and manage to kill someone, you’ll have to pay for it with your life,” she pointed out.
“No matter how you look at it, it’s not a good deal.”
She continued, “You don’t have to risk your life to get revenge. As long as you can hold back your impulsive thoughts for today, you will eventually stand here and watch your enemy kneel down and cry in front of you.”
After Lucille finished speaking, she took a step back and added, “That’s all. If you’ve made up your mind, you can go in.”
Hearing that, Ronald, who was already making his way in, stopped in his tracks.
Did he hate his stepmother?
Of course, he did.
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