The woman who was sobbing earlier fell silent all of a sudden. Knowing that she had wronged us, Tiffany couldn’t bring herself to glance at me and Gregory. Her eyes flickered and were out of focus. “My men wouldn’t go overboard and scare him. Besides, Ashton seized them already. What else could happen? You’re trying to frame me…”
“Are you still denying that it’s your fault?” Ashton’s deep voice sounded.
Tiffany bowed her head even lower and shuddered. “Gregory is completely fine. What have I done wrong?”
“You unrepentant woman!” Ashton said through gritted teeth.
Afterward, he gave me and Gregory a sideways glance, asking impassively, “Gregory, did you hear what she said? Do you see her true colors now?”
Only then I noticed that Gregory had been furrowing his brows.
“Okay.” He nodded his head. “I got it.”
Tilting his chin back slightly, Ashton squinted his eyes. His gaze darkened for a split second. “From now onward, you have only one name, that is Gregory Fuller. The Halls aren’t your family.”
“I understand.” Gregory nodded again, though he didn’t fully grasp the meaning of his father’s words. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, “How about Uncle Nathaniel?”
“I’ll explain to you later.” Ashton’s voice was flat. I couldn’t tell of his mood right now, but I knew that this was not the time to ask any other question.
Knowing his father’s temperament, Gregory took note of his words and fell silent.
Afterward, the man turned to look at Tiffany again. His gaze grew much more frigid. “I’ve given you enough chances.”
Anyone with common sense could easily read between the lines and tell of his murderous intent. Tiffany went hysterical, standing up and backing away. “No, you can’t do this. Nothing happened to Gregory. You can’t kill me!”
Ashton’s expression remained nonchalant as he stood rooted to the spot. Nevertheless, his overbearing aura was so palpable that she felt like she was about to get crushed anytime.
“Death is an easy way out for you. You’re as good as dead the moment I found out that you’re the one who published the obituary. Yet, I let you off because you’re my sister. Now it’s time for you to get a taste of your own medicine. I’ll make your life a living hell.”
The man heaved a long sigh. His thin lips parted as he commanded, “Come in.”
As soon as those words left his mouth, Joseph came in with a few bodyguards. Thinking that they were going to take her away, Tiffany hid in a corner with her back pressing against the wall. Reluctance was written all over her face.
Unexpectedly, the bodyguards made a turn and headed to the bed. Bending over to pick Keith up, they took him out of the room straight away.
“What are you guys trying to do to him? Let go! Let go of him now!”
“Ah!”
Just like his subordinates, Joseph strictly executed the order. With no mercy, he shoved Tiffany forcefully onto the floor. Her forehead hit the bedside table, and blood gushed out instantly.
“Ouch…” The woman shook her head to stay conscious, reaching out to touch her forehead. Her face contorted with pain as she looked at the crimson blood on her palm. In the next second, she struggled and stood up to chase after Joseph and the others.
Striding around the bed, Ashton grabbed her shoulders and pushed her onto the bed.
The knock on her head and the fall were too much for her. Closing her eyes, Tiffany was too weak to get out of the bed. Moving her lips, she mumbled inaudibly.
“Since you refuse to let people who genuinely love each other stay together, I’ll help you fulfill your wish. In this life, you’ll not get to see Keith ever again. One thing is for sure, I’ll get someone to feed and take care of him until he breathes his last. But you’ll never find him.”
There was no punishment more cruel than endless mental torment.
The only way to make Tiffany realize her mistake was to put her through the agony of being separated from her loved one.
For Keith’s sake, she ruined Ashton’s relationship with me, went against Nicolas, and disregarded the safety of her own nephew. She was madly in love with that man. Sure enough, she would never be at peace with herself in her lifetime.
In a daze, Tiffany heard Ashton’s words. Unable to move an inch, she murmured pleadingly, “No… Ashton, I’m sorry. It’s my fault… Please, I beg you…”
