“Ms. Rhonda, it's unrealistic to expect to destroy Bailey and still be able to take credit. Nothing good ever comes from greed,” sneered Cadence. “I'd tell you to pick one if it's possible, but the truth is you don't have a choice anymore. All we can do now is destroy Bailey for good by making her responsible for Old Mr. Chivers' death.”
Hesitation was written all over Rhonda's face as she pursed her lips tightly. Should we really kill Old Mr. Chivers?
“Think about it. If he doesn't die, how will we get the Luthers and the Chiverses to hate Bailey? You're a smart woman, so I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about.”
After listening to the man, Rhonda squeezed her eyes shut, for she knew Cadence was right.
Still, she was upset that she had to give up her moment of glory because of Bailey.
“With Bailey out of the way, it'll be easier for you to marry into the Luther family,” reminded Cadence.
Hence, Rhonda's eyes sprung open before she lifted her head to look at the man with clenched teeth. “So be it. Let's see how the Luthers and the Chiverses like her when she has Old Mr. Chivers' blood on her hands.”
Cadence then pressed his lips onto Rhonda's before voicing, “Now that's what I want to hear. We must learn to see the big picture. Once you finally get rid of Bailey, who else is there to stop you from making the world your oyster?”
After clenching her fists to suppress her intense emotions, Rhonda inquired, “How will you cause Bailey to fail the operation and have it lead to Old Mr. Chivers' death?”
In response, Cadence pulled out a spray and waved it in front of the woman. “It's colorless and odorless, so nobody will be able to notice it. It can damage one's central nervous system, where Old Mr. Chivers' tumor just so happened to grow. The second Bailey cuts into the old man's already damaged system, she'll kill him.”
“There's no way for me to get close enough to spray that old man. I can't even enter the Chivers residence, so how am I going to get this into his system?” asked Rhonda frustratedly.
“You can't, but others can, like Mrs. Luther or your son. I'm sure you don't want the little guy's central nervous system to be damaged, so find a way to spray Mrs. Luther. She'll carry it to Old Mr. Chivers.”
Suddenly, Rhonda felt a surge of ecstasy. Oh, I'm more than willing to spray this on that little b*stard! Haha! I've finally found a way to kill him. The time has come!
With that thought in mind, the woman snatched the spray from Cadence. “If this works out, rest assured that I'll make it worth your while. I know you hate Bailey; she'll be all yours when this is over.”
Cadence gave Rhonda a half-smile while grabbing her bottom. “Why would I want anyone else when I have a vixen like you? However, if you want me to give that woman hell, I can make it happen.”
Rhonda's eyes burned with intense hatred as she tightened her grip on the porcelain bottle. I'll make Bailey and that little b*stard pay!
Meanwhile, in the living room of the Luther residence, Felicity jumped to her feet from the couch in anger. “Unbelievable! How dare Bailey request that I kneel before her! And what right does she have to ask me to cut ties with my father? What a big fat joke!”
“You're right. She doesn't have the right to ask you to kneel or cut ties with your father. However, she's the only person in the world who can save him,” uttered Artemis while leaning casually against a shelf not too far away with his arms crossed on his chest.
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