Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 1310

Furious, Bella violently shoved Debbie away.

"You set me up?"

The reality crashed down on her. There was no money, and now she had to risk federal prison just to have a shot at it.

It was suicide. She was being forced to walk on a razor's edge.

The realization made her want to beat Debbie into a pulp just to vent her rage.

"Set you up? You're supposed to be so smart, Bella. Did a dog eat your brain? You couldn't foresee this, and now you blame me?"

Lucas quickly stepped in, pulling Bella back. "Bella, calm down. She didn't set us up. She wants the payout just as much as we do."

He hurriedly pointed to a pile of supplies in the corner.

"Look, this is all the stuff Debbie had me order today. If we livestream, we set up a tent in the room, dress it in a war-zone aesthetic, and shoot it inside. It minimizes the risk of exposing our location."

Bella stared at the gear. She had been incredibly naive yesterday, completely blinded by panic. She had foolishly believed Debbie's suggestion alone would bring Sebastian to his knees.

Now that the initial adrenaline had faded, logic took over. Sebastian was no fool. He was never going to just hand over a billion dollars.

He wasn't afraid of their threats. He was likely daring them to start the stream.

Once it went live, the situation would explode. Instead of paying them off to kill the PR crisis, he could use the legal system to utterly destroy them.

"Enough," Bella snarled through gritted teeth. "Debbie, what is the point of someone like you even being alive?

Your own flesh and blood saw your severed fingers and refused to spend a dime to save you.

He's probably praying you drop dead.

If he could, he'd probably slit your throat himself just to wipe you from his life.

He won't pay a single cent of that billion. He's using me as the executioner.

He wants me to do his dirty work and kill you for him, doesn't he?"

Debbie suddenly collapsed onto the bed, laughing hysterically. "Hahaha... Are you just figuring this out now?

Bella's head pounded, her ability to think rationally crumbling under the immense pressure.

"Bella, honestly, I think she makes a good point," Lucas urged softly.

"Look, I've got the tent and the background drops all ready to go. Should we..."

"Shut up!" Bella shrieked, cutting him off. "Do you think you have the right to speak here?"

Debbie, relentlessly pouring gasoline on the fire, sneered, "What, are you scared? It's my hand on the chopping block, and I'm not flinching. Why are you?

When we stream this to my son, you might have to take the whole hand. I don't care, but you're shaking?

A coward like you wants to live like a billionaire? Have you never heard the phrase, 'no risk, no reward'?"

Lucas took a deep breath. "If a livestream is too hot, we film a video. We upload it to a foreign server and bounce the IP.

Bella, you lived overseas, you have tech connections. You must know how to route something like that, right?"