Chapter 383

“It was suicide, so she really was driven to it by her boss.”

“Brielle’s got some explaining to do now. If it wasn’t for her treatment of Sarah, Sarah wouldn’t have died, Simon wouldn’t have ended up at Dorsey International, wouldn’t have gone to the hospital, and wouldn’t have died.”

“Brielle is truly a piece of work.”

But then some folks started wondering about the current state of a certain Sue. After all, shet was the only one left alive in this whole mess.

Especially since Sue wasn’t looking too hot when she stormed out of the hospital yesterday. ranting about getting back at Brielle. Where was she now?

Right now, Sue was still at the police station, shell–shocked from Brielle’s words the day before, and still struggling to snap out of it.

She didn’t want to believe Brielle, not for a second, even going so far as to have the cops.

confirm the current owner of that house.

Turned out, it was indeed owned by her cousin.

What a a laughable world this was, and what had she been doing all these years?

Her family had taken in her cousin and others from the countryside, hoping to give them a better life.

But those people turned out to be wolves in sheep’s clothing.

Sue was young back then, with not much sense to speak of. She always thought her cousin was looking out for her best interests.m –

So, when her cousin introduced her to Simon – a man Sue thought was beneath her she still agreed to give it a shot.

Her first time with Simon was a blur, a drunken mistake, and her cousin was right there, feeding her lines.

“Once you’ve lost your purity, you’re cheap, and you’re damaged goods. If anyone finds out, not decent man will have you.”

“Sue, you sure don’t want your parents to know you’ve been fooling around with a man, especially one who’s not your boyfriend. Simon’s actually a decent guy: you should focus on his good attributes.”

And so, she was persuaded.

After that, Sue couldn’t understand why her mental state was declining and why she became so forgetful.

Sitting in the police station lobby, she watched a cop approach slowly, handing her a new note.

“Ms. Brielle left this for you before she left,” the officer said. “Hopes it might help you.

somehow.”

Sue had no love lost for Brielle, but she took the note anyway.

The message was simple:

“Sue, your cousin and Simon were an item back in the countryside. All the money you spent on Simon was actually for her. I think I figured out how Simon’s been manipulating you. Ever heard of gaslighting? A man hides his woman’s jewelry to make her think she’s lost it or removes something from the house and blames her. These acts make the woman doubt her sanity. gradually destroying her mind.”

Sue felt like she’d been struck by lightning, the last bit of color draining from her face.

After getting together with Simon, she felt like she was losing her memory and growing more and more insecure.

But now Brielle was suggesting it was all Simon’s ploy to control her.

Her lips trembled as she looked up, pleading with the police to investigate her cousin and Simon’s past in the countryside.

As a key person of interest, the police had to stabilize Sue’s emotions, so they actually did look into it.

The results confirmed Brielle’s words. Sue’s cousin and Simon were a pair in the countryside.

After all the twists and turns, it turned out Sue was the biggest fool of them all.

All sense of reason collapsed in an instant, and Sue wanted to smash everything, to slice Simon’s corpse piece by piece to satiate her vengeance.

What had she done?

For this man, she had caused her parents‘ death and alienated her daughter. What had she done?

She was desperate for revenge, wishing to destroy everything, b ut the shock was so great that she soon calmed down.

If Simon’s body was before her, could she really bring herself to destroy it?

She was thoroughly tamed, instinctively considering everything for Simon.

Sue blinked away her despair, at least wanting to avenge her daughter.

She quickly formulated a plan.

If those behind the scenes wanted her to go after Brielle, her not doing so would surely make them anxious.

With the public against Brielle now, taking a stand to condemn her would serve their purpose, b ut if Sue held back, surely, they would try to provoke her further.

Her gaze clouded, and she lifted her head to the officer beside her. “I’d like Brielle’s phone number.”

The cop sighed, thinking she still wanted revenge on Brielle.

“I hope you can keep a cool head. Don’t end up throwing away your life, too.”

Sue dropped her gaze. “I’m not after trouble. I just want to discuss something with her.”

She might not have cared for her own life, but she couldn’t let the real villains go free.

The officer passed Brielle’s contact number to her.