The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 552

Marcus' demonic voice echoed in Yvette's ears as she was forced to stare wide-eyed at the television screen mounted on the wall.

After the footage of wild dogs digging up the Jenkins family's graves ended, the screen transitioned to the massive fire that had engulfed the Jenkins residence years ago.

Yvette had no idea where Marcus had obtained the surveillance footage, but it had been restored in high definition. The screen was filled with towering flames, and the inferno consumed everything in its path. Along with the visuals came the distant, gut-wrenching screams that seeped into her ears.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down Yvette's face.

Her chest ached so much that it felt like she was suffocating, and her eyes burned as if they were bleeding, yet she was powerless to move.

The overwhelming hatred radiating from Marcus suffocated the entire hospital room, making her tremble with instinctual fear.

Throughout it all, Natalie remained seated in her chair, watching Yvette with cold indifference.

Only when Marcus finally let go of Yvette did she hand him a disinfectant wipe.

"She has Umbrahex in her system. Don't touch her next time. Even though we took the antidote in advance, it's best not to take any risks," Natalie said flatly.

Marcus scoffed, wiping his hands. "Yeah, I got it."

"Let's go," Natalie instructed as she stood up, not sparing Yvette another glance. "It's time for Kenton to take over."

Without another word, Marcus followed her out of the hospital room.

The moment they left, Kenton walked back in.

His job was to stay by Yvette's side, making sure she fully experienced every agonizing second of her final days.

"Kenton, why didn't you just send me to prison?" Yvette asked, closing her eyes in despair. "You really played your role well, didn't you? Pretending to be my loyal dog for years while secretly collecting evidence.

"Now that you've given it all to Marcus and the Walkers, they're not even turning me in. What are they planning?"

Kenton burst out laughing. "If we handed a terminally ill patient like you over to the police, they'd have to waste money keeping you alive with medical treatment."

His mocking words made Yvette's despair sink even deeper.

"Throwing you in prison would be too easy. A sinner like you doesn't deserve an escape," he said coldly. "The Walkers and the Holdens handed you over to me because dealing with someone as filthy as you would only stain their hands."

Kenton sneered and added, "Yvette, did you really think that just because you helped the Langley family become the wealthiest in Amberton, Grace and I would be grateful to you?

"You kidnapped Grace's daughter, forced Grace to adopt Victor, then brainwashed her into believing it was the right thing to do. You even arranged for a nurse to take Selena away and sell her.

"Yvette, what's wrong with you? How could Vivian's fire not have burned you, the most deserving of all? By the way, Charlene's in my hands now. When you return Grace's daughter, Megan, I'll let you see Charlene.

"You know, I've learned all the ways you torture people during the years I served you like a dog. Let me think... Where should I start?" He paused, then grinned cruelly. "Oh, by the way, Selena was sold countless times. I'll make sure Charlene goes to the very same buyers for the exact same price."

He chuckled darkly. "Yvette, doesn't that sound like a perfect plan?"

Kenton let out a low chuckle, his gaze filled with hatred. "Yvette, you've always been selfish. You only ever cared about yourself. You even turned your own daughter into a tool for revenge. Charlene is the only one left of your bloodline now."