Revenge with Her Quadruplets novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Here Came the Logans

"Mr. Moore, here come the Logans."

Just as the butler finished reporting, there was the rapid tramp of feet coming from behind him.

Cameron brought a few people in, and Hailey was with them. She was supported by someone, her gaze unfocused, looking haggard.

Sebastian looked at the few people with a cold gleam in his eyes.

Cameron's shrewd eyes were filled with anger, and his chest was heaving.

"Sebastian, why did you poison my daughter?" Cameron angrily questioned.

His daughter committed suicide twice within two days. How could he live with this?

There was nothing more terrifying in this world than losing one's own children.

He thought to himself, "Sebastian is a high-ranking gentleman, but so what? He broke the law."

Eleanor looked coldly at Hailey. The doctor's whereabouts were unknown, and she didn't know where he had been taken by Sebastian.

Hailey might be blind for the rest of her life.

No matter how great the doctor was, he would never find all the antidotes to this poison.

Unless he was as skilled in medicine as she was.

In order to marry a man of much higher status than herself, Hailey even resorted to extreme measures.

Sebastian looked at Hailey with cold eyes and said, "Hailey, you have to pay the price for your actions. You must now suffer what my son has suffered." His voice was cold and calm.

Hailey was so mad that she trembled all over.

"Seb, I didn't do it. It's Eleanor, who poisoned Waylon. What does it have to do with me? Seb, she married you with a purpose. Don't be misled by her appearance."

Hailey cried out bitterly.

She couldn't see anything and really wanted to die!

When Eleanor heard these words, there was a murderous look in her pretty eyes.

Hailey lied through her teeth right in front of everyone's face in order to frame Eleanor.

"Don't try to deny it. If I didn't have proof, would I have given you a taste of your own medicine? The doctor you had with you confessed everything, and he was the one who gave me the poison."

Cameron's eyes lingered on Sebastian's handsome face for a few seconds, and then he looked at Waylon and said, "Sebastian, you actually poisoned my daughter for the sake of a child. That's devious and vicious of you, isn't it?"

"I'm nowhere near as wicked and vicious as your daughter, who even poisoned my son. My revenge has only just begun," Sebastian said leisurely, relaxedly leaning against his wheelchair.

His cold and oppressive aura made Cameron shiver slightly.

Sebastian got his first taste for vengeance, which put the daughter of the Logan family on her last leg.

Cameron wondered if the Logan family would be a lot worse than sleeping outside on the street when Sebastian truly began to seek revenge.

Cameron's heart skipped a beat. He came over angrily to demand an explanation, but he was on edge.

"Sebastian, our two families have a long-standing friendship, but we just had to get to this point about a child, who is not your biological son. You'll get married and have your own child, which is the inarguable bloodline of the Moore family..."

"Shut up!" Sebastian's angry voice was deafening.

Eleanor picked up Waylon and held him in her arms.

"Baby, don't feel bad. Don't sink to the bastard's level." Eleanor gently comforted Waylon.

Then Cameron shifted his eyes to Eleanor and wondered, "Is this Sebastian's wedding bride?"

He thought to himself, "She is pretty in a common sort of way, but she gets in my daughter's way."

"Bit*h, who are you cursing at?" Cameron reacted and angrily cursed back.

Sebastian' shot him a cold, intimidating glance.

In an instant, the violence of rage crawled into the air.

As Cameron looked into Sebastian's cold and angry black eyes, the hair stood up on his back, and he felt a sense of suffocation and couldn't breathe.

"Apologize to my wife!" Sebastian said angrily.

The word "wife" startled Cameron.

Eleanor looked deeply at Sebastian.

Cameron turned pale and smiled obsequiously, saying, "Sebastian, you will get divorced sooner or later. What kind of a wife is that? You don't like her, and I suppose the woman you like must be returning home soon. I know you don't like Hailey, but she's been into you for years. You can't fail her."