Chapter 700 The End Of Destiny
“You’re right. We should indeed put an end to this.” As Anya spoke, she raised her hand and delivered another slap across Christina’s face. “You’ve ruined my reputation!”
Acting like a deranged woman, she started choking Christina. Her eyes were filled with rage when she growled, “I won’t let you die so easily. I’ll torture you slowly and make your life a living hell. You’ll eventually beg me for mercy, pleading for me to spare you.”
With her hands and feet tightly bound to the chair, Christina was rendered immobile. Despite so, she stared at Anya without fear, refusing to show any signs of fear as she endured the violence inflicted upon
her.
Hearing the commotion coming from the cla*sroom, Emilia was worried that Anya might lose control of her actions and accidentally torment Christina to death. If that happens, we’ll lose whatever leverage we have against Nathaniel.
With that thought in mind, she rushed in to pull Anya away. “Are you out of your mind? How are we going to negotiate with Nathaniel if something happens to Christina?”
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Consumed by hatred, the latter had long since lost interest in using Christina as leverage to extort a ransom from Nathaniel.
She bellowed, “You do know that in order to get money from Nathaniel, you’d have to be alive first, right? I was the one who asked you to bring Christina here, but how I deal with her is my own business. You’d better not meddle in my affairs.”
Emilia was visibly frustrated when she released her grip on the woman, saying, “I was just trying to warn you, but since you don’t appreciate it, feel free to do as you please then. After all, your hands are already stained with the blood of numerous people. Adding Christina to the list won’t make much of a difference/
Emilia’s words struck a nerve in Anya and she glared at the former before fuming, “Get the h*ll out of here! You have no right to teach me how to handle things!”
Feeling deeply humiliated, Emilia turned on her heels and left in a huff.
D*mn that Anya! Who does she think she is to be ordering me around like that?
Refusing to let the whole thing slide, a cunning thought soon crossed her mind. She reached into a separate compartment of her bag and took out another phone before entering Nathaniel’s number in the recipient field and sending him a location tracking message without any hesitation. D
Once she was done, she threw a glance at the cla*sroom before sashaying away.
I was going to spare Anya’s life so that she could deal with Christina, but I can’t believe she actually dares to order me around. There’s simply no way I’m going to submit to anyone. D
The abandoned school they were at had two cars parked at the sports field.
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After throwing the key of the other car onto the hood of its vehicle, Emilia walked toward the silver sedan not far away.
Instead of driving away from the scene immediately, she drove the car out of the school and parked it behind a dilapidated wall. Concealed from sight, she patiently waited for the dramatic spectacle that was
about to unfold.
Back in the cla*sroom, Anya was taking a break as she contemplated various ways to torment Christina.
“Did
you
kill Madison and Miranda?” Even though Christina already knew the truth, she still wanted to hear Anya admit to it.
Knowing that the woman had no chance of leaving alive, Anya brazenly confessed, “So what if I did? They had it coming for trying to threaten me. You should be grateful that I got rid of your love rival and the stepmother who once mistreated you.”
With a deadpan expression, Christina replied, “Anya, nothing you did deserves gratitude. You will eventually pay a heavy price for your actions.”
“I’ve already paid my dues!” Anya glared daggers at her, looking as if she was going to kill her in the next moment. “It’s all because of you! This is all your fault! Why couldn’t you just stay in Jadeborough and be a proper lady of the Hadley family? Why did you have to come back to the Gibson family and fight me for the inheritance?”
Still glaring at Christina, she added, “That old hag, Azure, is no saint either. She actually had the audacity to threaten me, expecting me to be her servant. Once I get rid of you, I’ll send her on her way to join you!”
She retrieved a piece of rope from her bag and wound it around her wrist tightly before approaching Christina.
“Madison died by her own hands, while Miranda was burned to death. Since you’ve always liked to be the unique one, let me give you a different way to die then,” Anya declared coldly as she closed in on the latter.
The rough hemp rope scraped against Christina’s wrists, breaking the skin as she fought to break free. However, her efforts were futile.
Anya taunted, “It’s useless. You can’t escape. No one can save you. But don’t worry, Nathaniel can come later to collect your lifeless body. I would love to see the expression on his face when he finds you dead before him. I imagine it will be quite the spectacular sight to behold.”
As she spoke, she looped the rope around Christina’s neck, tying a tight knot. Slowly and methodically, she tightened the knot, her face contorting into a sinister expression.
Christina couldn’t help but lament in her heart. Am I really going to die in Anya’s hands?
Vroom!
The sound of a roaring engine suddenly echoed from outside the cla*sroom.
In the next moment, a black Hummer burst through, crashing through the wall and coming to a stop before Anya.
Realizing that something was amiss, Anya reached out to grab Christina, only to get fiercely bitten in
return.
She yelped and instinctively flung her hand away.
Just then, a dark figure leaped from the car and landed in front of Anya before giving her a kick that sent her flying away.
“Christina!” Nathaniel rushed over to Christina’s side and frantically untied the rope that was wrapped
around her neck. His voice was trembling when he ordered, “Someone, get me a knife!”
The rope was tightly bound, and his increasing panic only made it more difficult for him to untie it.
Christina said softly, “I’m fine. Just take your time, okay? I’m safe now, aren’t I?”
Snatching the knife from Sebastian’s hand, Nathaniel swiftly cut through the ropes. He held her tightly in his arms. The warmth of her body brought him back to reality.
He muttered, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry for being late.”
“You came just in time.” Christina patted his back. “In any case, let’s get out of here first.”
“All right.” Nathaniel lifted Christina in his arms and scanned the area, but Anya was nowhere to be found. His expression grew grim. “Where’s Anya?” he questioned.
It was only then that Sebastian realized both Anya and Lyle were missing. “Lyle went after her,” he informed.
Just as he uttered those words, the piercing sound of tires screeching against the ground reverberated from outside the sports field.
“Let’s go and take a look,” Christina said to Nathaniel. “Anya has another accomplice, Emilia. We can’t let them escape.”
Nathaniel carried her as they walked out of the cla*sroom.
Meanwhile, a high–speed car chase was unfolding on the field.
Anya maneuvered her car aggressively, ramming it into Lyle’s vehicle in an attempt to escape the scene.
Desperate to flee, she threw caution to the wind and floored the accelerator. Ignoring her own safety, she collided with Lyle’s vehicle again and again until the opportunity to break free from the encirclement presented itself.
As she smirked triumphantly, her car had just cleared the gates when it began to sway from side to side.
The brakes are not working!
Anya’s face fell as she desperately turned the steering wheel to avoid the trees ahead. When she saw the fast–approaching stone barrier, she frantically reached for the door handle, only to realize that it had been locked and wouldn’t budge. D
With a thunderous crash, Anya’s car collided with the stone barrier head–on, the impact causing the front end of the vehicle to crumple.
The collision triggered a fiery explosion that engulfed the vehicle in a raging inferno.
Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, Christina watched in horror as the gruesome scene unfolded before her eyes, her face turning paler by the second.
Nathaniel pressed her head against his chest and uttered cooly, “Don’t look.”
