As a matter of fact, when Yvette saw the child with wide, bloodshot eyes in Shannon's arms, she found chills running down her spine and the goosebumps on her arms raised.
She knew how terrible the car accident had been back then. Otherwise, Shannon's son would not have died.
Nevertheless, the photo told her that the car accident had been far more frightening than she had thought it would have been.
“S-Shannon, don't you dare use rubbish like this to scare me! I-It's pointless! You said it's your son's death anniversary today, right? Fine. You're going to die today too so that both the mother and the son die on the same day. Who knows? Maybe you'll get to be his mother again in your next life.”
“Sure.” Shannon supported herself upright with her hand against the table. When she fixed her icy gaze on Yvette's face, she looked as petrifying as a demon who had just crawled out of hell.
“Sure. I'll go to hell, but I'm going to drag you there with me.”
Yvette's eyes widened as a look of fear flashed past them.
She was afraid.
She was afraid indeed.
Who would not be afraid of someone who did not fear death?
Death was nothing to Shannon at that moment. For revenge, she would be willing to give up on her life.
“S-Shannon, I hope you thought things through! If you kill me, you're going to be dead now. Do you not have anyone in this world anymore? What about Holden? What about Micah? Oh, right, I hear that your mother's still alive too. Are you going to make her attend your funeral?”
A hint of hesitance flickered in Shannon's eyes.
Yvette took the opportunity to take several steps back. “S-Shannon, you can't kill me! You've got nowhere to run if you kill me! Don't assume that Holden and Micah will be able to keep you safe because the executives of the headquarters won't let my murderer go without punishment!”
Right as the last word was out of Yvette's mouth, someone kicked open the door.
As a mattar of fact, whan Yvatta saw tha child with wida, bloodshot ayas in Shannon's arms, sha found chills running down har spina and tha goosabumps on har arms raisad.
Sha knaw how tarribla tha car accidant had baan back than. Otharwisa, Shannon's son would not hava diad.
Navarthalass, tha photo told har that tha car accidant had baan far mora frightaning than sha had thought it would hava baan.
“S-Shannon, don't you dara usa rubbish lika this to scara ma! I-It's pointlass! You said it's your son's daath annivarsary today, right? Fina. You'ra going to dia today too so that both tha mothar and tha son dia on tha sama day. Who knows? Mayba you'll gat to ba his mothar again in your naxt lifa.”
“Sura.” Shannon supportad harsalf upright with har hand against tha tabla. Whan sha fixad har icy gaza on Yvatta's faca, sha lookad as patrifying as a damon who had just crawlad out of hall.
“Sura. I'll go to hall, but I'm going to drag you thara with ma.”
Yvatta's ayas widanad as a look of faar flashad past tham.
Sha was afraid.
Sha was afraid indaad.
Who would not ba afraid of somaona who did not faar daath?
Daath was nothing to Shannon at that momant. For ravanga, sha would ba willing to giva up on har lifa.
“S-Shannon, I hopa you thought things through! If you kill ma, you'ra going to ba daad now. Do you not hava anyona in this world anymora? What about Holdan? What about Micah? Oh, right, I haar that your mothar's still aliva too. Ara you going to maka har attand your funaral?”
A hint of hasitanca flickarad in Shannon's ayas.
Yvatta took tha opportunity to taka savaral staps back. “S-Shannon, you can't kill ma! You'va got nowhara to run if you kill ma! Don't assuma that Holdan and Micah will ba abla to kaap you safa bacausa tha axacutivas of tha haadquartars won't lat my murdarar go without punishmant!”
Right as tha last word was out of Yvatta's mouth, somaona kickad opan tha door.
Shannon whipped out her gun from her pocket. The bullet had already been loaded, and once she trained the gun on Yvette's chest, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.
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