Chapter 430

Had she been kidnapped?

The driver threw away his instant noodles and walked over with a baseball bat.

The sound of it against the floor triggered Martha’s every nerve.

She yelled, “Don’t kill me! I’ll give you money, I’ll give you money!”

However, when she saw the person after he got closer, she was completely stunned as if she had been

struck by lightning.

“You!” Martha screamed in terror.

The driver in a black skintight outfit removed his cap and guffawed malevolently. He said, “Aunt Martha,

I trust you’ve been well since we last met. It looks like you still remember me.”

“Joel… Joel, did you get the wrong person? I asked you to teach Philip, that useless bum, a lesson.

Please let me go. My head hurts. Take me to the hospital now.”

Martha wailed. She was petrified.

Joel was only two steps away from her. He squatted down, and she could see that his face was so thin

he looked disfigured. His eyes were sunken, and he had dark eye circles. He looked like a ghost.

“Shhh.” Joel lifted a finger in front of his cracked lips. He laughed sinisterly, “Aunt Martha, I didn’t get

the wrong person.”

Did not get the wrong person?

Martha was even more terrified. She sobbed and said, “Joel, what did I do?”

Joel chuckled coldly. He slapped her without warning, sending a few of Martha’s teeth flying out in the

process. He said angrily, “You don’t know what you’ve done? Do you know the reason I’m like this is

because of you? You’re also the reason the Harrises went bankrupt and the reason my uncle was

arrested!

“It’s gone! Everything’s gone now! It’s all because of your bullsh*t information, you old hag!”

Joel was yelling while being on the brink of insanity. Martha was trembling fiercely from terror. She

sobbed and said, “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about? Joel, if it’s Aunt Martha’s fault, Aunt Martha

will apologize to you. Please let me go.”

“Let you go?”

Joel’s eyes went wide as he looked at Martha eerily. He reached out his hand and grabbed Martha’s

hair. He said deviously, “Then who’s going to let the Harrises go?”

Martha was confused. She did not know what was happening.

Joel was too scary.

How could a person like this once be her ideal son-in-law?

“Joel, Joel, there must be a mistake. I really have no idea.”

Martha was terror-stricken. Her entire body was trembling.

“You have no idea? I’ll beat you until you have an idea!”

Joel roared and got up. He kicked Martha a few times on her stomach, then grabbed the baseball bat

and started attacking Martha for as long as 20 minutes!

He finally stopped when Martha lay on the floor lifelessly.

“J-Joel… Please stop. I was wrong… Help…”

Martha’s entire body was in excruciating pain. It was as if her body was not hers.

It was so painful!

She felt like she was about to die.

“You don’t want to die? Okay, do something for me and I’ll promise not to kill you.”

Joel looked at the badly wounded Martha on the floor with an icy gaze.

Martha was like a dog on the brink of death. She got up and knelt on the floor as if she had seen a

glimpse of hope. She hugged Joel’s leg and begged. “I-I’ll do it. I’ll do it. I’ll do it, so please stop hurting

me.”

Then, Joel brought the badly wounded Martha to Longford Park.

Martha was limping the entire time. She was wearing a cap and face mask as she led Joel into the villa.

Looking at the extravagant First Palace, Joel’s hatred for Philip sky-rocketed.

‘Damn you, Philip. I’ll get my revenge today! I’ll avenge the Harrises!

‘I’ll kill Wynn in front of you, then I’ll kill you!

‘I’ll run away once I’m done!

‘Joel Harris will never come back to Riverdale again!’

“Call Wynn. Tell her to come back.”

Joel sat on the sofa and ordered while eating grapes.

Martha was terrified. She shrunk herself in a corner and took out her phone to call Wynn with trembling

hands. “Hello, Wynnie, come back for a bit. I… My head is hurting. I think it’s still not fully recovered

yet.”

Wynn was in the office. When she got Martha’s call and heard her voice, she concluded that Martha

indeed sounded weak. She said anxiously, “Alright, Mom. Wait for me. I’ll come back now.”

“Okay.”

Martha replied, then said hurriedly, “Right, come back alone. Don’t bring Philip.”