Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 692

The people passing through the neighborhood all gathered around to watch.

But not a single person stepped forward to help her.

"She's getting exactly what she deserves. That's just too far! Ten years, and the kid wasn't even his. He raised another man's kid for a decade for nothing. What a disaster!"

"If it were me, I'd probably have killed her. A beating is letting her off easy."

"Serves her right. Women like that need to be taught a lesson. Her husband worked so hard away from home, and in the end, he lost his money and his family. The poor guy!"

The crowd murmured in agreement.

With so many people just standing back and watching coldly, it seemed everyone was already familiar with their family drama.

"Elena, let's go. We shouldn't get involved in this," Dylan said to Elena.

"Alright."

The two of them continued on their way.

The woman had abused Dylan in the past, and now she was facing the consequences. Call it karma.

Her husband wasn't going to let her off the hook.

They didn't even need to intervene. There was no point in getting their hands dirty.

"Dylan, do you think karma really exists?" Elena asked suddenly.

"I don't know."

"Maybe it does. Look at her—she's paying for what she did. Don't worry, anyone who hurt you will eventually face the music," Elena said comfortingly.

Dylan smiled. "Yeah, you're right, Elena."

"Look, there's our old house up ahead!"

Elena pointed at the building.

After her family moved out, the place had sat empty.

The ivy next to it had grown completely wild, swallowing up the exterior walls.

The chairs on the porch were covered in a thick layer of dust.

Dylan quickly stepped forward. "Mrs. Jones, let me help you with that!"

"Oh, is that Dylan? You just keep getting more and more handsome! What a fine young man! But no, both of you stay back. This basket is muddy, and I don't want to ruin your nice clothes."

Mrs. Jones absolutely refused to let Dylan touch it, leaving him with no choice but to step back.

They followed Mrs. Jones down to the riverbank.

There was a large river that ran right through the middle of the community, practically splitting the area in two.

The locals relied on it for watering their gardens.

Plus, anyone harvesting vegetables that still had roots would bring them down to the river to wash away the mud before taking them to the farmer's market.

As Mrs. Jones was washing her greens, she suddenly noticed something floating in the water.

"Look over there, what is that? It looks like a person!" Mrs. Jones shouted in shock.

Looking out at the river, there was indeed a dead body drifting in the current.