Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 817

His thugs rushed forward.

Elena kicked Kyle squarely in the chest, sending him flying backward.

His body sailed through the air and crashed brutally against a stone bench in the yard.

Crack!

His head split open, and blood began to pour out!

Elena moved like lightning, dismantling his remaining thugs in seconds.

Seeing Kyle lying completely motionless on the ground in a pool of blood, the thugs panicked.

They grabbed him by the arms and dragged his unconscious body out of the yard as fast as they could.

“Elena, that looked really bad. Is he going to die?” Michelle asked, clearly terrified.

“He won't die. At worst, he’ll be permanently disabled or paralyzed on one side...”

“But his dad is the mayor. When he comes after us for payback...”

“Relax, he’s just a small-town mayor. With a son this corrupt, I guarantee the father has his own dirty secrets. If he dares come after me, I’ll happily settle that score too. I’ll have some people look into them later. For now, we need to pay Beatrice a visit.”

Michelle blinked in confusion. “Why are we going to see her?”

“To get justice, obviously. She drove your mother to her death. Plus, doesn't she still have that IOU? If you’re going to leave this place, we need to tie up all the loose ends so they can't harass you later.”

Michelle nodded firmly.

She led Elena to Beatrice's house.

Beatrice was sitting on her couch scrolling through TikTok when the front door was suddenly kicked open, making her jump out of her skin.

Seeing Michelle and Elena standing in the doorway, absolute terror seized her.

The bruising from Elena’s previous attack was still vividly swollen on her face.

Thud!

Elena delivered a brutal kick to Beatrice’s stomach.

Beatrice collapsed onto the floor, curling into a tight, pathetic ball.

“I really didn't have a choice. I’m sorry, I know I was wrong. Kyle threatened me, I had to agree! Michelle, for the sake of our family ties, please spare me!”

Elena’s voice was like ice. “The IOU. Hand it over, and I’ll let you live.”

“The IOU...” Beatrice hesitated.

That was two thousand dollars!

“Beatrice, you extorted that money from us in the first place. Even if I had it, I wouldn't give you a single dime. Hand over the damn paper!”

“Let me spell this out for you,” Elena added coldly. “I just put Kyle in the hospital, and he’ll likely spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. If I can crush him, I can certainly crush you. The paper or your life. Choose.”