Chapter 894
"Good, you should've done that from the start," sneered Eugene before signaling the bodyguard to let go of Sylvie. It was only if Sylvie was willing to ink on her own would the contract come into legal effect.
Sylvie held the black pen apprehensively, worrying about Catelyn's safety and whereabouts.
She suspected that Eugene had kidnapped Catelyn. Otherwise, her bodyguard, whom she assigned to protect Catelyn, would not say that he saw Eugene's subordinate taking Catelyn away. However, Eugene did not seem to know where Catelyn was, so it was likely that she had been rescued.
Edwin had been busy lately and rarely met with people, so he would not be the one who saved Catelyn.
'Could it be Cedrick?'
Thinking of the possibility of it being true, Sylvie tightened her grip on the pen.
Her will was long completed, and inking this agreement was tantamount to ruining the Atherton family's century-old business empire.
Sylvie would never forgive herself if she did so.
Therefore, when the bodyguards were not paying attention, Sylvie suddenly picked up the contract, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the sea.
"My contract!" Eugene's expression changed, and he hurried to the railing.
The contract softened as it soaked up the ocean water, then slowly sank into the sea.
Eugene stomped furiously and smacked the table. "Curse you, old hag! You dare play with me?! Let me tell you: there are many printers and printing papers here. If you lose one copy, I'll make another hundred thousand copies.
"If you don't sign, you can't leave this place alive!"
The primary purpose of Sylvie's visit to Eugene was for Catelyn's safety, but upon learning that Catelyn was no longer a hostage of Eugene, there was nothing Sylvie should be afraid of.
She turned and ran to the cabin.
Eugene gave an order, and a bodyguard with fierce eyes followed after her. When Sylvie was about to reach the stairs, he grabbed her long hair, dragged her back to the deck almost savagely, and threw her to the ground.
Sylvie's head slammed against the corner of the table before she fell on deck, and blood oozed out of her wound, causing her dizziness.
However, Eugene gave her no room to compose herself. They brought the ink pad, intending to paint Sylvie's thumb with it to press it on a new printed agreement.
"Let go of me, Eugene! I'm your mother! How dare you treat me like this?!" Sylvie began to pant as her wrinkled face flushed red amid her struggle.
She must not sign the agreement!
However, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from Eugene. Instead, her thumb was almost crushed to the point that her bones were about to shatter.
Eugene was wickedly ecstatic, thinking that he would soon get all the property of the Atherton family.
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