Chapter 683: 683: I Can Risk It All Too
He Clings to Me Every Night
âI advise against trying to intimidate me. If my unseeing needle happens to puncture too deeply, turning your son into a cripple will have nothing to do with me!â
A smile bloomed on Olivia Jenkinsâ face, as beautiful as a mandala flower, her chilling eyes full of defiance as she stared down Bella Thompson.
Olivia Jenkinsâ hand was still trembling.
Bella Thompson was so scared that her eyes bulged out, and her face turned ghastly pale. She was seething with rage, itching to kill Olivia Jenkins right then and there, but she didnât dare to act recklessly.
Olivia Jenkinsâ bodyguards immediately surrounded the scene in tens. Bella Thompson was even more frightened, dared not to breath heavily, nor yell at Olivia Jenkins again.
Bella Thompson was at the verge of crying from the anger, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice trembling as she asked, âWhat the hell do you want?â
âFeeling sorry for your son now? Meanwhile, other peopleâs children mean no more to you than a blade of grass?â
âDonât touch my son!â
âWhat makes you think I should listen to you? If I ever find out someone is following my husband and I, surely your sonâs end is nigh. If we learn of any dirty trick, your son doesnât deserve to live.
Did you all relish in Charmy Bennettâs death? Maybe your son should have a taste of the same! Would you like to watch that?â Olivia Jenkins advanced with a wild, king-like air, narrowing her eyes menacingly at Bella Thompson.
âI havenât done anything, donât frame me!â Tears welled up and poured down Bella Thompsonâs face.
Terrified and powerless, she watched her son in pain. Her heart ached severely and deep hatred filled her eyes.
âBella Thompson, if anyone believed your nonsense, pigs might fly!â
âYou wonât gain anything by forcing us to admit something we havenât done. I wonât admit to anything.â
âEven if it wasnât you, what about your minions? You must think the Thompson Family hasnât suffered enough! Leaving you a villa, we were truly too merciful!
You wonât repent, weâll start with those you care the most about. Your nephew abroad, miles away. Who guarantees nothing can happen to him?â
Bella Thompsonâs lips quivered unconsciously, tears slipped into her mouth, leaving a bitter taste, âWhat the hell do you want? Youâre a venomous woman who will reap what she has sown someday!â
Olivia Jenkinsâ gaze was frigid, like a dagger glittered with ice. She thrust it into Bellaâs body, causing her unbearable pain, making even breathing a difficulty, âEven if thereâs retribution, it should befall upon you all.
I donât necessarily want anything. The key is in what you guys will do next. If you dare provoke us, I canât guarantee your sonâs safety. Dishonorable and shameless, I can be that and Iâm ready to give it my all!â
Countless resentment and anger ran amok inside Bella Thompson, but in the end, she couldnât utter a word.
Olivia Jenkinsâ threat against her sonâs life was like a stranglehold on her windpipe.
It seemed that this harebrained woman knew everything, just lacking evidence to incriminate them. Otherwise, she would be doing more than just threatening.
Bella Thompson didnât dare release a fart. Olivia Jenkins knew that these matters absolutely implicated her. This woman was indeed thoroughly wicked. The Marshalls bringing this woman into the family was like leading a wolf into their home.
My father-in-law was truly blind all along!
There was a touch of disdain and mockery in Olivia Jenkinsâ almond eyes. She gave Bella Thompson a glance before finally removing the needle from Matthew Marshallâs leg.
The effect of the medication didnât last for long. During Olivia Jenkinsâ process of pulling out the needle, Matthew Marshall opened his eyes. He saw his mother with teary face, red around the eyes, and dozens of bodyguards surrounding them.