Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Breaking Up the Song Family

After Joanne White finished, she glanced at Joyce Lawson, who had been standing to the side all this time. "Margaret Adler was making a huge scene," she continued. "To calm her down, Sean Sutton suggested they find a wife for Ethan Sutton first. Then, after I had the baby, they would pretend it was born to Ethan and his new wife."

"I was eavesdropping from the side. Margaret Adler said she knew the people in 1501. They had a niece who was a doctor—a great catch. She was also gentle and obedient. All they had to do was pay a bride price, and they could bring her over..."

Joyce Lawson frowned when she heard this. "My aunt and uncle live in 1501... A couple of days ago, I got a text from my aunt. She said she had some extra supplies to give us, so I came down to get them. I never expected she’d bring me straight here..."

The moment Joyce Lawson stepped through the door of 1506, she knew something was wrong. She immediately turned to run, but it was too late.

Sean Sutton and Margaret Adler had ropes ready. They grabbed Joyce, tied her up, and locked her in the study. Meanwhile, her "good" aunt, Yvonne York, took the final payment and left without a second thought.

Over the next two days, Sean Sutton and Margaret Adler tried both carrot and stick tactics to force Joyce to accept her fate and become Ethan Sutton’s wife. But Joyce refused to give in. She wouldn’t even eat, afraid they had drugged the food.

What followed was the scene Melody Summers walked in on.

Joanne White looked up at Melody Summers, her voice pleading. "I’ve told you everything I know. Please, I’m begging you... just let me go..."

Processing this flood of information, Melody Summers looked at Joanne White, her feelings a complex tangle.

’In her past life, Melody had been forced to deal with the Suttons a great deal. She knew that while Sean Sutton’s word was law in their household, he had never cheated on his wife.’

’To think that in this life, Sean Sutton would actually have an affair with Joanne White.’

’Joanne White really knew how to wrap men around her finger...’

’And Margaret Adler was a piece of work, too. She’d gone to such lengths to ensure her son could have an heir, only to unwittingly invite a master-level homewrecker into the family. She must be kicking herself right now!’

Thinking of the cruelty and abuse the Suttons had subjected her to in her past life, Melody Summers let out a faint smile.

She looked at the anxious Joanne White. "I can let you go, but... you have to promise me one thing!"

Joanne White nodded eagerly. "What is it? Just say the word. As long as it’s something I can do, I’ll do it!"

The dagger pressed against Joanne White’s neck had grown warm from her body heat, but its tip remained precisely over her carotid artery. Joanne was terrified that Melody’s hand might slip and slit her throat.

’I’ve struggled to survive in this apocalypse for more than two years,’ she thought. ’I’ve made it this far. I really don’t want to die!’

’As long as I can live, I’ll do anything!’

Seeing her compliance, Melody Summers slowly moved the dagger away from Joanne White’s neck. "I, for one, have a history with the Sutton family," she said, her voice cold. "I despise them. Joanne White, I know your plan is to become part of this family, but what I want... is for you to tear it apart!"

Joanne White was momentarily stunned. She had only wanted to use this baby to secure her position in the Sutton family, just as she had used a child to stay by Zane Simmons’s side. She never imagined Melody Summers would demand she destroy the family.

The thought of the ever-domineering Margaret Adler made the color drain from her face.

Melody Summers watched her expression and said with an amused smirk, "Joanne White, what’s with that look? Are you trying to play innocent with me? Where’s that talent you used to spread rumors and sic your online mob on me? Where’s that talent you used to drive his wife to a miscarriage? Don’t tell me you can’t do it, can you?!"

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