Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 923

Chapter 923 Everly’s Ruin

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Everly collapsed into a fit of hysterical sobs. “Grandpa, you can’t turn your back on me just because I look like this! Think of everything I did for your revenge, for the sake of the Chris family! I followed every order. I entertained every spoiled heir and slept with every financier you pointed me toward. I didn’t even have the right to fall in love because I gave everything to you! How can you disown me now? I’m begging you! Get me a doctor! I can’t be disfigured! If I lose my face, I have nothing left!”

She could handle the family’s downfall. She could handle Sebastian’s rejection. She could even handle the grueling tasks her grandfather assigned her. But she could not accept being ugly. In her world, beauty was her only currency; without it, she was bankrupt.

Cary’s gaze was nothing but cold mockery. “Look at your face. What value do you have left? What man would even look at you without retching? You’d be better off dead than living as a public embarrassment. Besides, as a member of this family, sacrifice is expected. You’re the one who said you’d give up everything for the name, nobody forced your hand. It’s a bit late to start negotiating, don’t you think? Even if you still had your looks, today’s scandals have made you toxic. You’re useless to me now.”

Everly lunged toward him, grabbing at his clothes. “No! You can’t do this to me! You have to save me! I won’t be disfigured, Grandpa! You have to fix this!”

Cary sneered, shoving her away. “I’ve never wasted a single cent on a broken tool. Give it up.”

Everly’s face went cold, the sorrow replaced by a sharp, jagged edge. “Fine. If you won’t save me, I’ll go to the authorities. I’ll give them every detail of your crimes. Don’t forget, I was right there for most of the dirt you pulled. You can’t just throw me away and expect me to stay quiet.”

Cary scoffed. “You’re threatening me? You actually have the audacity to threaten me?”

A tragic, hollow laugh escaped Everly’s lips, her expression turning ghastly. “Why is that a surprise? I learned from the best, didn’t I? Threatening people is your signature move. Everyone says I’m the granddaughter who took after you the most. If I didn’t have this much bite, I wouldn’t be a true Chris, would I… Grandpa?”

“Fine! Excellent!” Cary roared, his mind snapping under the pressure. “I didn’t think even you would turn on me. You really are my granddaughter. In that case, you can go to hell!”

He leveled the gun and pulled the trigger.

The searing pain was instantaneous. Everly stared at Cary in utter disbelief, her hands trembling as they moved to her abdomen. Her white gown was rapidly blooming with a deep, visceral red. She clutched the wound, her voice a fragile whisper. “Why… why would you do this to me?”

Cary let out a cold, sharp laugh. “Why would I keep a useless piece of trash around? Especially one who just reminded me she knows too many secrets. You’re a ticking time bomb, Everly. Why on earth would I let you keep ticking?”

Blood began to trickle from the corner of Everly’s mouth. She looked at him with a gaze full of profound desolation and let out weak, bitter chuckle. “You’re my grandfather… did you really think I’d actually sell you out? I just wanted you to help me. I never thought you’d take the threat seriously. I guess I was the fool. I thought that no matter how ruthless you were, you’d at least have a shred of affection for your own blood. I clearly overestimated my worth to you.”

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