Elena stepped closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "I told you to go back to Aethelgard. Instead, you sneak in here to murder Theresa? You really are rotten to the core, Emily. A lost cause."
"Ha! Elena, you backed me into a corner! When I tried to join you, you threw me out like trash! What else was I supposed to do but get my revenge?" Emily sneered.
"You're lying," Dylan interjected smoothly. "You never had any intention of joining Elena. You were acting strange this afternoon. Why refuse to leave when you had a golden ticket out? You used Elena's rejection as a cover to infiltrate the hospital disguised as a nurse so you could execute a hit on Miss Ellington!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Emily burst into a manic, unhinged laugh.
"Tell me, why are you trying to kill Theresa?! Why!" Elena demanded fiercely.
They had gone through literal hell to pull Theresa out of that compound, only for this treacherous snake to almost kill her in her sleep.
Emily lifted her chin in defiance, clamping her mouth shut.
Elena didn't hesitate. Her hand shot out, her fingers closing around Emily's throat in a vice grip. "Are you going to talk? If you don't, I swear to God I'll crush your windpipe right now!"
Emily was a textbook narcissist. She cared only about her own survival and would do anything to save her own skin. She was terrified of dying.
Sure enough, as Elena's grip tightened and Emily's airway constricted, absolute terror took over.
At the very last second, she cracked.
"I'll talk! I'll talk... j-just let me go! Let me go!"
Elena released her, and Emily gasped for air before confessing.
"On my way to the border, I ran into some men. They offered me a deal. At first, I thought they were scammers, but they weren't. They gave me the syringe. All I had to do was get close to you, slip into her room, and inject her. If I did it, they promised me a massive payout and a ticket to Falveria to live out the rest of my life in luxury."
With the Sterling family bankrupt, she was no longer a wealthy socialite.
Melissa Sterling was bedridden with a terminal illness, and her surviving brothers had completely cut ties with her.
If Emily returned to Aethelgard, she had absolutely nothing left. She would be returning to poverty and disgrace.
And the target was still Theresa.
Logan roared, tackling Theresa to the floor just as a bullet tore through the space where she had been sitting.
Elena and Dylan instantly drew their weapons, pressing themselves against the walls.
Elena raised her handgun and returned fire.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The deafening roar of automatic weapons chewed through the drywall as the assassins sprayed the room.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn
Gente que final mais sem Graça ,author simplesmente estragou tudo no final!...
Aff ta estragando...
Ah por favor author nao estrague o final !...
Sim (eu sabia o final nao podia ser assim)quero meu bebe dylan vivo um belo casamento e de quebra 2 filhos pra eles bianca salva e por favor author quero que a michele sofra esse final que ta agora da bianca que seja da michele sem lingua pernas e bracos sem olhos e mendigando!...
Gente cade o mentor dela e a pedra tem que ser algo que de pra ressuscitar o dylan e a bianca! Nao me importo com nada so quero eylan de volta com ela um belo casamento entre os 2!...
Gente nao creio nisso dylan e bianca morrerem!...
She's too busy winning to watch him cry novel pls post this novel...
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