Chapter 462: Chapter 462
Although Silas was not exactly a handsome guy before, he had regular features and a healthy body. But now his eye sockets are sunken, cheeks gaunt, and the right leg of his pants hangs empty. He is as thin as a skeleton, looking neither human nor ghostly, extremely eerie and frightening.
"Great, Silas, you’re still alive!"
Crystal Joyce suppressed the venomous look in her eyes, putting on a guise of extreme joy and softly spoke.
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That fool Silas knew too many of her secrets. Although she didn’t know why he hadn’t died, she had to appease him now, ensuring he wouldn’t say anything that could harm her!
A glimpse of disdain swiftly crossed Crystal Joyce’s eyes, with a hint of arrogance in her expression.
That fool Silas liked her so much, as long as she casually coaxed him, he’d be at her disposal!
Serena Everett thought she could use Silas against her, but she was mistaken!
"Silas, if you are still alive, why didn’t you come to me? Do you know how sad I was when I heard the news of your death?"
Crystal Joyce stepped forward with a face full of concern, reaching out to touch him. In the past, Silas would have been overjoyed, but now he coldly glanced at Crystal Joyce and withdrew, avoiding her touch.
Seeing Silas avoid her like the plague, Crystal Joyce’s expression instantly turned ugly.
How dare he treat her !
Crystal Joyce was furious inside but had to suppress her anger. She shifted her gaze to his empty right leg, covering her mouth with a gasp, and changed the subject.
"Your leg... Silas, what’s wrong with your leg?"
Hearing this, Silas’s gaze became even colder, filled with deep hatred.
"Do you know how my leg got crippled? Thanks to the stab you gave me, I thought I was doomed to die, but I didn’t. When I woke up, I found myself thrown into a burial pit, with a coyote gnawing on my right leg!"
He was heavily injured and poisoned, so weak that anyone could kill him. He could feel the bone-chilling pain of the coyote gnawing at his leg, but there was nothing he could do, only watch helplessly as the coyote devoured his right leg completely.
Crystal Joyce’s stab should have been fatal, but it missed Silas’s heart by one centimeter, allowing him to barely survive.
He was severely injured and poisoned. If not for his strong will to survive, he would have died in that burial pit before Serena could rescue him.
But although the poison in his body has been cured now, he’s completely a disabled person.
Facing Silas’s gaze filled with extreme hatred, Crystal Joyce felt a sense of panic.
Oh no, this fool Silas is no longer as easy to deceive as before!
Crystal Joyce bit her lip and used her usual tactic again, looking at Silas with tearful eyes, "Silas, there’s a misunderstanding between us, let’s talk it over when we go back, okay..."
If it were the old Silas who saw her tears, he’d be the first to feel distressed and rush to comfort her.
But now, Silas only felt disgusted. The deeper his love for her was before, the greater his hatred is now.
He was willing to betray Master Damian for her, doing all sorts of evil deeds, and even willing to give his life for her, preferring death over exposing her, yet she treated him !
She was never an innocent angel; all her kindness was just a disguise!
"Master Damian, Miss Everett, the reason I kidnapped Nancy Sutton and attempted to kill you, almost leading to your downfall from a cliff, was all on her orders!"
Seeing Silas about to reveal everything, Crystal Joyce completely panicked, her whole body trembling, yet she still tried to hit back.
"Silas, why are you helping Serena to slander me? Why are you doing this to me?!"
"You really are shameless!"
Silas stared at her viciously, wishing he could tear her to pieces.
"Master Damian, I have recording evidence!"
On Damian Quinn’s enchanting and handsome face, there was a chill, his voice cold, "Bring it out."
"Yes, Master Damian!"
Silas wasted no time, taking out a recording pen from inside his clothes, pressing play. Immediately, the soft sobbing voice of Crystal Joyce sounded.
"Even though it was me who used to be by Damian’s side, now the one by his side is Serena Everett... sob sob sob..."
"Miss Crystal, don’t cry! In my view, only you are worthy of Master Damian! That Serena is no match for you at all!"
"But... but now in Damian’s eyes and heart, there’s only Serena! Sob sob sob... Silas, please help me! Make Serena disappear, okay!"
"But Miss Crystal, Serena is more skilled than I am, I’m not a match for her..."
"It doesn’t matter, I have a plan! You can kidnap Serena’s friend—Nancy Sutton, threaten her to go to the cliff in the suburbs and poison her using Nancy Sutton. That way, Serena will be powerless to fight back, and you can help me make her disappear..."
"Turn it off! Turn it off!"
Crystal Joyce never expected Silas to have a recording, her face turned as pale as an extreme, her body sway.
It’s over... it’s all over!
Originally, Old Mrs. Quinn was soft-hearted from her pleas for mercy, after all, Crystal Joyce was a child she watched grow up. For so many years, there were feelings involved, but now hearing all this, she felt cold all over.
"You actually did harm to Serena and almost got Damian killed!!!"
Back then, to prevent Old Mrs. Quinn from worrying, Damian Quinn kept this matter under wraps.
Now that she knows everything, Old Mrs. Quinn felt a chilling disappointment and closed her eyes, unwilling to glance at her again.
"Damian, deal with her as you and Serena see fit, I won’t intervene in this matter!"
Damian Quinn gently patted Old Mrs. Quinn’s shoulder in comfort.
"Grandma, leave this matter to me."
Crystal Joyce could feel the murderous intent Damian Quinn had toward her; enormous terror flooded her heart.
She didn’t want to die... she couldn’t just die !
Crystal Joyce screamed with a distorted face.
"Damian Quinn, don’t forget, your Quinn Family owes my parents a debt of gratitude! Back then, if my parents hadn’t saved your pregnant mother, your mother and Gael Quinn would have been two lives lost!"
"I’m the daughter of your mother’s saviors, you can’t kill me!"
After a moment, the man’s deep, cold voice sounded slowly.
"I certainly won’t kill you."
Ha ha ha ha, she knew it would be !
Hearing this, Crystal Joyce’s fear vanished instantly, provokingly and triumphantly, she looked at Serena Everett.
So what if she committed all these evil deeds? Damian Quinn absolutely wouldn’t kill her! Serena Everett could never do anything to her!
"If I let you die so easily, that would be too merciful to you."