Chapter 368: Wishing to Tear Him to Pieces
Adrian Law’s eyes were as deep as the night. He wrapped his long arms around the girl, gently holding her in his embrace.
"Cecilia, actually, you don’t need to know everything so clearly. I’ll handle the rest. That young man with the surname Zane has nothing to do with your mother. On the contrary..."
Adrian let out a gentle sigh and didn’t continue speaking.
He subconsciously held Cecilia Vaughn tighter, his long, narrow eyes filled with complex emotions, as if with heartache, as if with tenderness.
...
Cecilia Vaughn was stunned upon hearing this.
"That Zane person has nothing to do with my mother? This... can’t be... The Black Pearl Earrings were clearly my mother’s relic, even though they were lost many years ago..."
She lifted her long lashes. When she met Adrian Law’s extremely complex gaze, she felt a strange unease in her heart. Why was Adrian looking at her with such eyes?
"Adrian, do you mean to say that the man once harmed me? But I don’t remember such a person at all, and it’s impossible I would have handed over the Black Pearl Earrings to him."
Adrian pursed his lips slightly. He gently brushed Cecilia Vaughn’s temples, the affection and tenderness in his eyes growing stronger.
"Cecilia, do you really want to know? The truth is, he had nothing to do with your mother. The reason you want to inquire about him is because you suspect your mother might still be alive, right? But this speculation has already been disproven."
"Yes, of course!"
Cecilia Vaughn looked at Adrian Law with determined eyes, her expression resolute: "No matter what the answer is, I want to know. I don’t want to be left in the dark. Even if it hurts me, I don’t want to miss out."
If she didn’t find out, her heart would be shrouded in a mist, making it difficult to find peace.
...
Adrian was taken aback by the resolve of the young wife in his arms. A sigh escaped the corners of his lips, and a trace of inexplicable suppression and hatred flashed across his well-defined handsome face.
"That man with the surname Zane was named Winston Zane. Three years ago, he was the head of security at the Phoenix Terrace Hotel, responsible for all the monitoring within the hotel, and also oversaw the hotel’s banquet purchases of alcohol and food."
The man’s voice was neither light nor heavy, but Cecilia Vaughn was shaken to her core.
Phoenix Terrace Hotel?!
The same hotel where she and Tyson held their engagement ceremony?!
Cecilia Vaughn thought of the unsaid implications in Adrian Law’s words, and her body couldn’t help but tremble.
Was this unfamiliar Zane person involved in that nightmare from three years ago?
Could he even be one of the culprits who caused her wrongful conviction for murder?!
"Adrian, are you saying that this man is connected to Fiona Vaughn and the son of the former school director of Stellerton University, Young Master Trent, who attempted to assault me in the dressing room?"
...
The darkest nightmare from three years ago seemed to unfold again before her eyes.
"Did Winston Zane, Fiona Vaughn, and Reginald Trent conspire together to harm me?"
Cecilia Vaughn tightly clutched Adrian Law’s arm, unaware that she had left deep marks on it.
She had long suspected that Young Master Trent’s entry into the private room was not on a whim, but a collusion with Fiona Vaughn.
Fiona Vaughn wanted to ruin her but left no evidence. The teacup with the special drugs was destroyed, and all the monitoring at the Phoenix Terrace Hotel disappeared without a trace.
This proved there must have been an insider within the hotel.
Regrettably, Young Master Trent was accidentally killed by her, unable to come forward to accuse, and Fiona Vaughn played innocent. How could anyone hold her accountable?
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Without the slightest evidence, no one could prove Fiona Vaughn was the mastermind behind the scenes.
At that time, Cecilia Vaughn was merely an innocent eighteen-year-old socialite. Uncovering Fiona Vaughn’s scheme was as difficult as protecting herself.
During those three years in prison, she could only endure and survive. What else could she do?
Cecilia Vaughn had thought about overturning the case, but so much time had passed. The traces of that year had long vanished, and the case was almost considered closed. Washing away the injustice was no easy task.
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Adrian Law, pained to the extreme, embraced Cecilia Vaughn. His eyes, as dark as the night, stared deeply at the girl in his arms, completely ignoring the bruises Cecilia had pinched on his arm.
"Cecilia... that’s right... Winston Zane was indeed the one Fiona Vaughn bribed back then. Although his power in the hotel wasn’t considerable, he was the most useful person to Fiona Vaughn."
"Your mother’s Black Pearl Earrings were probably not lost, but snatched away by Fiona Vaughn and her mother. They needed to pay a reward, and this pair of earrings was given to Winston Zane as a token of sincerity."
The man’s voice was calm but sent a chill from Cecilia Vaughn’s feet up her spine.
Her life was nearly ruined by Fiona Vaughn, Reginald Trent, and Winston Zane. How could she not hate them?
Cecilia Vaughn’s lips involuntarily trembled, and she tightly clutched Adrian Law’s arm.
"Where is Winston Zane now? Since he pawned the Black Pearl Earrings, it must mean he’s fallen on hard times."
At eighteen, just reaching adulthood, she had only seen this stranger once and had no memory of him now. Why did he want to harm her?
Was it all for a bit of money?
Her life changed from heaven to hell starting that day three years ago.
If not for meeting Adrian Law, Cecilia Vaughn wouldn’t even know where she would be now, living an unstable life.
It was Adrian Law’s love that healed her, allowing her to gradually emerge from the shadows. But without the man in front of her, she might have drowned in the shadows of almost being violated or unable to bear the pressure soon after being released, choosing suicide...
Were there not enough girls in the world who chose to end their lives due to rape cases?
She wasn’t the worst off, but who was willing to endure such a fate?
Her eyes gradually reddened...
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Adrian Law saw Cecilia Vaughn’s boiling anger, and countless heartaches flashed in his eyes.
"Cecilia, don’t get too worked up. It’s all in the past... That man chose to leave the country after his deeds three years ago. Fiona Vaughn transferred him a large sum of money using her agent’s account, but Winston Zane was a gambler and addict, quickly squandering his fortune."
"This time, back in the country, he sold everything he owned, including his house and car, and blackmailed Fiona Vaughn for a hefty sum again. He’s purchased tickets both for a ferry leaving Stellerton for The Azure Expanse and a flight back..."
Is this the cunning escape of a rabbit with several burrows?
A heavy weight settled in Cecilia Vaughn’s heart.
When she heard Adrian Law say that Winston Zane was planning to leave Stellerton, her mind felt like it was about to explode.
"Adrian, I must find him. I can’t let him leave."
How could she not hate the person who ruined her life?
She even wanted to tear him to pieces!
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Just then, Adrian Law’s phone rang...
"Young Master, the person you wanted was spotted at the airport but then lost. What should we do now?!"