In a small alley beside The Nimbus Hotel, Ethan Sutton lay on the cold ground, barely breathing, his body trembling slightly.
His trench coat was a crumpled mess, covered in footprints.
His face was black and blue from the beating. One eye had been punched so hard it was now red, swollen, and sealed shut.
Raymond Hayes and a few of his men stood before Ethan Sutton. Watching his half-dead state, mocking smiles spread across their faces.
Raymond Hayes held a half-smoked, lit cigarette. He leaned down, took a drag, and then viciously ground the butt out on Ethan Sutton’s face.
Ethan Sutton’s body convulsed from the searing pain, and he let out an agonized scream. "AH—!!!"
Ethan Sutton tried to struggle to his feet, but his legs felt broken. He couldn’t stand at all. He could only lie on the ground, groaning and begging for mercy, "Please, let me go. I’m telling the truth..."
"...It was Clara Hayes! She told me to go on stage when the banquet started and announce that Sylvia Lancaster was having an affair and got knocked up by some other man... She said she’d give me five million if I did it..."
"...I really didn’t know Sylvia was your actual sister! If I’d known, I never would have agreed to do this for Clara..."
After the Sutton Family went bankrupt, they were kicked out of high society. On top of that, ever since Elias Sutton’s death, Mr. and Mrs. Sutton had become erratic and superstitious. Over time, all their old relatives and friends cut off contact with the family.
Ethan Sutton had always been arrogant and loved to cultivate the image of a devoted romantic. Many people couldn’t stand him, so he had few real friends to begin with. The sycophants who had once flattered him for the Sutton family’s resources all scattered to the winds after their bankruptcy.
That was why, even now, no one had told the Suttons that Sylvia Lancaster had been officially welcomed back into the Hayes family.
Ethan Sutton was filled with overwhelming regret. ’If I had only known that Sylvia is now the second daughter of the Hayes family, I never would have agreed to Clara’s plan!’
Enduring the pain that wracked his body, Ethan Sutton pleaded with Raymond Hayes, "I... I’m telling the truth. Please, just let me go..."
Raymond Hayes said nothing, simply staring at Ethan Sutton with a grim expression. The scar on his face looked particularly ghastly in the dim light.
He toyed with Ethan Sutton’s phone. The call log did indeed show calls with Clara Hayes.
Just yesterday, Sylvia had come to him in tears, saying she’d accidentally overheard Clara conspiring with her ex-husband, Ethan Sutton, to plot against her.
Sylvia had looked at Raymond with tears in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs. "Brother, if our sister hates me this much, maybe I should just leave... It would be better than being humiliated like this..."
Looking at Sylvia’s face, so similar to his late wife’s, the memory of her murder surged back, completely igniting his fury.
Raymond had held Sylvia, comforting her and stroking the birthmark on the nape of her neck, promising that he wouldn’t let anyone hurt her.
At his words, Sylvia had thrown herself into Raymond’s arms and burst into tears, as if she had finally found an anchor. She poured out all the miseries she had suffered with the Sutton family...
Recalling this, Raymond’s voice grew heavy. "I heard you started cheating on my sister while she was pregnant. And you let your parents torment and abuse her in your own home? Tormented her until she miscarried?"
Ethan Sutton’s gaze faltered. He wanted to argue that he’d only been sleeping with prostitutes while Sylvia was pregnant, which wasn’t *really* cheating. ’I didn’t love those women,’ he thought. ’It doesn’t count as an affair.’
But he was afraid that if he actually said that, Raymond would just beat him again.
Besides, it was true that his parents had hired a spiritualist charlatan to torment Sylvia during her pregnancy... To ensure his younger brother Elias would be reincarnated in Sylvia’s womb, his mother had even forced her to drink copious amounts of Talismanic Water mixed with ash...
Still, he gritted his teeth and tried to defend himself. "Her miscarriage had nothing to do with me! I wasn’t even there... And-and she cheated on me, too! I have the paternity test to prove it!"



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