Chapter 69 Ella Takes A Risk And Hurts Peyton
Like an angry king of beasts from the depths of ancient forests, this roar alone was enough to shake
the mountains and forests.
Helena watched as Nolan ran towards her quickly, feeling so nervous that she couldnât even finish
painting her nails. She quickly stood up, accidentally spilling the unfinished nail polish all over the floor.
The bright red nail polish stood out particularly clearly on the white shag carpet.
âNolan, listen to me explain.â
Nolan ignored Helena and came quickly.
However, the burly maid glanced at him and did not stop her actions.
The person was Ella Wood, who Helena brought back from overseas as a trusted confidant. She was
with the Chase family before Colette died. She had some martial arts skills, was 1.75 meters tall, and
weighed 150 pounds, making her quite sturdy among women.
Ella certainly heard Nolanâs voice, but she knew in her heart that Peyton was a thorn in Helenaâs side.
Ella had to get rid of Peyton.
So even though Ella heard the voice of restraint, she still chose to continue scratching Peytonâs face.
Just one cut, one cut is enough.
With one stroke, Peytonâs pretty little face could never be restored again.
Just like Peyton and Nolanâs relationship, once there was a crack, it was difficult to mend the broken
mirror.
No man in this world could ever like a woman with scars on her face. Over time, Nolan must have fallen
in love with Helena.
So Ella took a huge risk and went after Peyton.
âBang!â
A piercing sound of wooden creaking echoed in the room, which
immediately frightened the maids and made them scream and run in all directions.
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The bullet only knocked the knife out of the servantâs hand. In that moment, Lucian had already closed
in, kicked Ellaâs leg, forcing her to kneel, and then put her hands behind her back in a reverse hold.
âStay still and donât move!â
The bullet just grazed Ellaâs arm. If it had been a little more to the side, her hand would have been
useless. She was still immersed in the power of the gunshot and dared not move.
Nolan helped Peyton up and asked in a deep voice, âAre you okay?â
Peyton was a little sore but otherwise unharmed, except for a bump on the forehead with blood seeping
out.
Peyton, however, showed no concern for herself and instead held onto Chris, saying, âQuick, look at
the child. He had an allergic reaction.â
Peytonâs anxious appearance contrasted sharply with Helenaâs. Helena approached Nolan, and the
first thing she did was not to pick up the child, but to shift the blame.
âIt was her who pushed my son down the stairs. My poor Chris was so young and almost died from the
fall. She had such a cruel heart!â
Nolan had never understood the poor performance before and wouldnât have exposed it, but today he
was filled with anger and grabbed Helena by the collar.
âHelena, I wasnât blind.â
Helenaâs face changed and she wanted to defend herself. Peyton didnât have time for her nonsense.
Ignoring the bleeding wound on her child, she quickly laid him flat on the sofa and instructed, âGet
some towels and cold water, and immediately apply cold compresses to him. Lucian, go buy some
allergy medicine for the child.â
âYes, Ms. Schmitt,â Lucian released Ella and quickly left the villa.
Helena seemed to have caught Peytonâs handle and said happily, âNolan, you heard how vicious she
was. Itâs so cold outside and she still wants to apply cold compress to the child. The child is already so
serious, and she wants to make the child catch a cold?â
âShut up!â Peyton couldnât bear it anymore. âAre you really the childâs biological mother?â