Chapter 383



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Yvonne was speechless.

She cried out in disbelief. “Ah!”

Then her hand shook and the needle fell on the bed.

Her lips quivered. “Jo… Joel, what… what are you doing?”

Joel looked at her with deep eyes. “I should be the one asking you this, what are you doing?”

Yvonne bit her lips and refused to speak. “I was worried about Dad, so I came to see him.”

“Is that so?”

Joel lowered his head and looked at the needle on the bed. “What’s this?”

Yvonne swallowed spit and stammered, “Vitamin.”

“Tsk, why didn’t I know this was vitamin?”

Suddenly, another deep voice sounded, causing Yvonne to turn her head and see Nora approaching.

She picked up the syringe from the bed and sniffed it. After studying it carefully, she came to a conclusion. “This is potassium cyanide. As little as 0.1 grams injected into a person’s body…would kill them in thirty seconds.”

Yvonne stared at the needle and said in shock, “This, this is not, don’t talk nonsense…”

“Really?”

Nora handed her the syringe. “There’s still some residue here. If it’s vitamins, eat them and I’ll believe you.”

Yvonne: “!”

She took the syringe with trembling fingers and stared at the liquid inside.

Of course, she knew better what was inside!

Potassium cyanide was a medicine for euthanasia.

Her hands trembled, but she didn’t dare to actually drink it. She threw the syringe on the floor. “Why should I drink it? I won’t. I refuse.”

Yvonne immediately shouted, “You are slandering me! I didn’t want to poison daddy.”

Find your favorite stories at g Ɐ ln σ ν𝒆 𝓁s., conn Suddenly she realized and said, “I know. Is it because you didn’t treat dad at all, so you deliberately said he would wake up tomorrow and forced me to do it? This way, it won’t show that your medical skills are bad. Nora, you are really sinister and cunning!”

Nora heard her and lifted the blanket off Ian’s arm.

The drip bottle wasn’t even attached to her hand!

Yvonne was stunned.

Nora smiled. “Indeed, he won’t wake up tomorrow.Do you think he’ll wake up immediately after the operation when his brain disease is so severe? He will have to rest for at least a week. However, he couldn’t wait another week.”

What couldn’t wait?

Just as Yvonne was hesitating, Joel added, “The matter of you manipulating Florence to poison Old Maddy cannot be resolved even if Florence sues you and makes a confession. As long as you refuse to admit it, there will be no proof. We can’t convict you for instigating someone to murder, so we have thought of this method.”

By the time Nora had left the operating room, Yvonne had nervously asked when Ian would wake up. Joel had looked at Nora.

Nora immediately said that Ian would wake up tomorrow.

This only gave Yvonne a day to make a move.

When Yvonne heard that, she took a step back and looked at the two in disbelief. “Despicable! You’re too despicable!!!! In fact, you’ve conspired against me!”

Joel narrowed his eyes. “This is a trap, but we didn’t force you in. Before tonight, I thought that if you didn’t come, you would still have some conscience. Then, I would have given you a decent dowry and married you off since you’re the Smiths’ eldest daughter. But apparently, I still had a soft heart.”

Yvonne cried out in surprise, “Are you too soft? You’ve always been the most caring and firm. I don’t need to expend much effort to please my other siblings, but what about you? I’ve tried hard, but I can’t get you to treat me any better! I know you’ve never treated me like family.”

Joel looked at her.

Actually, Yvonne was right.

He was a cold person by nature. There weren’t many people he cared about.

Ian was one of them.

Mia was one of them.

Tanya, from many years ago, was one of them.

She could barely count the Smith cousins, but Yvonne had never been in her heart.

Joel ignored her and said to those outside, “Come in.”

The bodyguards came in.

Joel pointed to Yvonne. “Take her away and send her to the police station tomorrow.”

The words ‘police station’ made Yvonne’s body shudder.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Joel in disbelief. “You… You’re going to send me to the police station? If so, the Smiths’ affair will spread! This whole thing is a scandal.”

Hearing this, Joel nodded. “You’re right. The police will charge you at best with attempted murder. They’ll sentence you to life in prison. If you’re more sensible inside, your life won’t be so bad.”

The words ‘life imprisonment’ made Yvonne flinch.

Joel suddenly turned to look at Nora. “Nora, tell me. what should we do?”

Was he ceding his execution rights to Nora?

Nora probably hated her guts.

Yvonne panicked. “Joel, big brother! You can’t do this. We are brothers after all. Please give me an out.”

Joel looked down. “A way out? It’s not impossible. I’ll help you calm this matter down, but you have to listen to me and obediently marry…”

Yes, he would marry whomever he wanted!

Yvonne nodded immediately. “I will listen to you!”

However, Nora could hear another meaning to his words.

Whoever she married, she had to listen to Joel’s arrangements. From Joel’s words, she could hear a murderous intent.

The man Joel wanted her to marry would definitely not be a good person.

He lowered his eyes and suddenly said, “Send her to the police station!”

These words stunned Joel. “Are you willing to let her go free?”

Yvonne was also anxious. “Nora, you’re so mean!”

She slowly turned to Joel, stunned.

Yvonne asked in confusion, “Joel, what do you mean, set me free?”

Joel lowered his eyes. “I was originally planning on marrying you to Jason.”

Jason…

Hearing this name, Yvonne shuddered.

This person had violent tendencies. He had married two wives and both had been beaten to death. Being from a wealthy family, he had spent money to suppress the affair.

However, the domestic violence would not change. If she married him, there would be only one outcome: beaten to death!

Yvonne’s legs went soft and she fell to the ground.

How could she forget him?

Joel was a smiling tiger. Although he always had a smile on his face and his eyes were laughing, his heart was actually the most ruthless.

Suddenly he cried out, “Hypocrite! The Smiths are all hypocrites! Ian! He adopted me but didn’t take good care of me! He never gave me parental love. You’re no better, you never treated me like your real sister! Was I wrong? I wasn’t wrong! Because if I didn’t plot, no one would think of me!”

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