Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Retribution

Staring at Yvonne York’s resentful gaze, Joyce Lawson felt her heart plummet into an abyss.

In truth, this was exactly the outcome she had expected. It was her own foolishness, her own refusal to give up, that made her ask again, just to let Yvonne York twist the knife in her heart once more.

If that was the case, then there was nothing left to say.

If Yvonne York was always going to abandon her for Gregory Lawson, then she had to choose herself.

At this thought, Joyce Lawson gave Yvonne York a relieved smile and said, "Perhaps in your eyes, it’s normal to use your daughter as a stepping stone..."

Yvonne York relaxed slightly at her words. "It’s good that you finally understand!" she said. "Quick, untie me! What kind of tantrum is this? So disrespectful! By the way, why did you run away from the Suttons’ home so late at night? Do your in-laws and your husband know?"

"Running back here right after getting married... Honestly, what kind of behavior is that? Get back to your husband! And from now on, don’t come back unless I call for you! This house belongs to your brother, Gregory, after all. What do you think you’re doing, showing up here every day!"

Joyce Lawson continued as if she hadn’t heard Yvonne York, speaking to herself. "...In that case, maybe once your kind of people are all dead and gone, no one will think this is normal anymore."

The moment Joyce Lawson’s words fell, Yvonne York looked up, her face full of shock and her voice laced with disbelief. "You... What do you mean by that?! Are you cursing me to die? ...How dare you? Joyce Lawson! I’m your own mother!"

Joyce Lawson just chuckled. She leaned in close to Yvonne York and whispered, "Mom, I’m not cursing you to die. I’m going to kill you... Actually, there’s something I never told you. A few days ago, I was the one who personally sent Dad and Grandma on their way..."

Now, she planned to send her mother and brother down for a family reunion. ’They were all willing to let me die,’ she thought, ’so why should I hesitate?’

At her words, Yvonne York’s eyes shot wide open!

She looked up at Joyce Lawson, her eyes full of shock and disbelief. She murmured, "...It was you?! It was really you?! ...No... No... That’s impossible..."

’The one who killed my husband and mother-in-law wasn’t Titus Lowell and his men... it was my own daughter?!’

Yvonne York simply couldn’t believe it.

To Yvonne York, her daughter Joyce had always been quiet and submissive. How could she possibly commit such monstrous acts as killing her own father and grandmother?!

While Yvonne York was still reeling from the shock, Joyce Lawson set down the flashlight and strode over to the window.

By the beam of the flashlight, Yvonne York saw the figure of her precious son, Gregory Lawson—

Gregory Lawson lay on the floor with his eyes squeezed shut, unconscious.

At the sight, Yvonne York was filled with a fresh wave of shock and fury.

She struggled madly, twisting her body and screaming at Joyce Lawson, "Joyce Lawson! What did you do to your brother? Let him go! I’m telling you, if anything happens to him, I’ll never forgive you!"

Joyce Lawson ignored Yvonne York’s screams. She hoisted the unconscious Gregory Lawson up, pressed his chest against the bay window, and then opened it.

Yvonne York’s pupils shrank at the sight. "No—! Don’t!" she blurted out.

Realizing what Joyce Lawson intended to do, Yvonne York’s face instantly went white as a sheet.

She thrashed and writhed, screaming at Joyce Lawson, "Joyce! What are you doing?! Let your brother go!"

Her voice was warped by sheer terror.

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