Chapter 339
Shannon lay in her hospital bed, immobilized by multiple broken bones, her eyes red with hatred as they fixed on Pierre beside her. He wore a hat and a mask, leaving only his cold, predatory eyes visible.
“Pierre, you’ve ruined me!” she spat.
Pierre’s eyes glinted coldly like a venomous snake sizing up its prey.
“The things you did have nothing to do with me.” He sneered. “And when did I ever tell you to kill someone?”
His eyes were sharp with disdain. “What I wanted wasn’t a corpse, Shannon. You’re really useless. You’re on your own now.”
But before walking out, he glanced back at Shannon. “I don’t understand the law, but I’m curious. Will attempted murder and all your other crimes lead to a death sentence?
“Everyone from the Bolton family, except for your brother, has gone abroad. I highly doubt Michael will care about you. After all, he went to see Kieran last night. Who would dare oppose someone like that, huh?”
Shannon’s face went pale as she realized how far off-track her actions had been. Even her parents-the people who once cared for her-were beyond forgiveness.
“Pierre! Your end will be ugly!”
Pierre glanced back with a cold smirk. “I never forced you into what you did. What reason do you have to curse me?”
As Shannon watched his retreating figure, blood suddenly spurted from her mouth. With a sharp cry, she collapsed lifelessly.
Lila and Amelia walked side by side, heading toward the exit. When Lila asked about Pierre, Amelia simply shook her head. She didn’t know much about him either.
The Locke family was on par with the Joyce family regarding assets, but they’ve been around longer. Over the years, their network has become deeply intertwined.
Going after the Locke family wouldn’t be easy for Kieran. Even Amelia wouldn’t propose a conflict between the two families unless it was absolutely unavoidable,
as it would be a lose-lose situation.
Moreover, everyone outside was eager to align themselves with Kieran, but if his foundation faltered, those same people would turn into ravenous wolves.
However, Ameilia didn’t elaborate further. There was no need to make Lila worry
more.
“I can’t give you a ride today, though. Uncle Kieran sent me here, and he’s waiting outside.” Lila stopped at the hospital’s first-floor exit.
“Don’t worry, I saw him when I came in. I told him to leave first and assured him I’d send you back
safely.” Amelia added, “He’s realet
attentive to you, isn’t he?
ve
Considering that you’re getting married in a week, how does that
make you feel?”
Lila was left speechless.
Amelia smiled teasingly. “Wait a few days. I’ll get you a wedding gift. But for now, come shopping with me.”
Before they could go far, Charlotte
called Amelia on the phone. She
listened to the long-winded conversation on the other end before lazily replying, “You’ve been praising the Lane family so much. If you like them that much, why don’t you marry them yourself?”
Lila could clearly hear the curses from the other end of the line.
Lila chuckled. “I think we should go back.”
It sounded like Lucas had brought Vince to the Joyce residence.
“I don’t want to.” Amelia sighed, exasperated. “I really don’t get why Vince thinks
this way. He’s clearly… Ah, forget it. Let’s go back. You’ll come with me.”
“I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go.”
“What’s wrong with accompanying your best friend to meet her blind date?”
Lila rubbed her forehead-she had completely misinterpreted the situation. After all, Lila was familiar with Vince.
Along the way, she offered a bit of comfort. “Actually, Vince is a decent guy. He’s not like the spoiled rich kids in our circle. He’s considerate and cares about
people.”
Amelia pursed her lips thoughtfully. She knew that no matter how good Vince was, his heart already belonged to someone else.
When they arrived at the Joyce residence, they discovered that it wasn’t just the Lane family who had arrived. Two other prominent families from Northridge were also there, each with children of a similar age.