The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 554

Sheldon sat in the hospital room without any intention of leaving. Kenton paid no mind to his presence. He continued tormenting Yvette however he saw fit.

Unable to endure the suffering any longer, Yvette begged for mercy. "Kenton, I was wrong to you in the past, but I've never been stingy with what I gave you or Grace. How could you do this to me now? Aren't you afraid of karma?"

Kenton chuckled. "Yvette, I'll give you a piece of advice. Every cause has an effect. Your retribution is me. When you made me beat my wife, did you ever think you'd end up in my hands one day?"

He no longer wore his mask, leaving the grotesque scars on half of his face fully exposed.

Yvette couldn't bring herself to look at him, for the scars were too unsightly. She knew exactly how they had come to be.

"Yvette, just you wait. Lina is already on her way."

Kenton smiled faintly and opened his phone, showing Yvette the conversation with Lina. "Look, she didn't even need two days. She replied in two minutes. She's already on her way from Scarlet Hill to kill you.

"Before she gets here, I'll take good care of Charlene, keep her safe and comfortable. Then, once Lina finishes you off, I'll let Charlene escape. Oh, by the way, I'll make sure she just happens to get into a car crash."

Kenton grinned. "Just imagine that scene. Isn't it beautiful?"

Yvette's face turned pale with anger. "How dare you? How dare you do this? Charlene is just a child!"

Fury overtook Yvette, and with a choked gasp, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Charlene is a child? What about Ms. Walker and Selena, whom you had switched out? Were they not just children too?" Kenton mocked. "Besides, Charlene isn't even your real granddaughter. She doesn't share a drop of your blood, so why are you getting so worked up?"

Yvette clutched her chest, unable to utter a single word. Her face had turned deathly pale, and as her emotions surged, the Umbrahex inside her erupted.

A searing pain shot through her body as if countless blades were tearing her apart from the inside. She curled up instinctively, digging her nails deep into her palms.

"Yvette, your hair is starting to turn white," Kenton remarked. "Laura endured this for years, but lucky for you, you have a terminal illness. You won't have to suffer for quite as long."

He clicked his tongue in mock pity. "What a shame. Your retribution is far too short."

With that, he lifted a large mirror and placed it right in front of her.

"Look, Yvette. Look at what you've become. This is a result of your own tricks, turned back on you. How does it feel?"

He let out a hoarse chuckle. "You don't need to say anything—I already know. It must feel absolutely amazing."

Yvette let out a gut-wrenching scream. "It hurts! It hurts so much!"

She stared into the mirror, watching in horror as her hair rapidly turned white, while her skin thinned and turned translucent. Umbrahex writhed within her, slithering under her flesh like living shadows, but the physical agony was nothing compared to the torment clawing at her mind.

She knew this suffering all too well. Laura had endured it for years, and she had seen every stage of it.

Now, it was her turn to endure it.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Kenton added with a smirk. "Wesley's already back in Dithoria, searching for Cassie. If he finds out you're behind all of this, what do you think will happen? How many more people do you think will come for revenge?"

"It hurts!" Yvette could do nothing but scream in agony.

"Sheldon, are you satisfied with all this?" Kenton asked, glancing at Sheldon, who was seated on the couch.