Chapter 527: With Such a Scum Sister, the Older Brother Spits Blood
By the time Annabelle Linton finished reading the documents, her face was already streaked with tears.
She covered her face and began to sob.
’So that’s how my child died...’
’To think they were murdered by that bitch, Vivian Yates...’
She suddenly remembered that in her past life, when Leona Grant had thrown her aside, she had indeed stepped on something round, like a stone.
But what did that matter? If Leona Grant hadn’t pushed her, she never would have been hit and killed.
But things were different now. Leona Grant had only thrown her aside as part of an act, and he had only locked her in the basement to protect her.
Her child was a source of pain she could never let go of.
This was why she had been so unwilling to accept Leona Grant.
’So it turned out my baby hadn’t been killed by his own father’s hand because of another woman...’
’So it turned out that at the end of our last life, Leona Grant had actually followed me in death.’
’So it turned out that behind all the unforgivable things he’d done, there was so much helplessness.’
Annabelle Linton tilted her head back and whimpered, her eyes aching fiercely.
There was no need to doubt the authenticity of the documents.
Everything Leona Grant had described had to be true.
No one else knew what happened in their past life, yet everything Leona Grant had laid out matched her memories perfectly.
’So...’
’Leona Grant, in our past life, you were only cruel to me to protect me.’
’In our past life, you didn’t kill me and our child for another woman.’
’In our past life, you truly, truly loved me. You just couldn’t say it, could you?’
’So now... how am I supposed to face this version of you?’
...
The next day, Leona Grant was still on the plane.
With a crappy little sister like that, an older brother was bound to lose at least ten years off his life!
According to the location ping left by Ashley Grant, Leona Grant was currently searching for the pair at the edge of The Qiblan Desert.
"..." This was awkward.
’Desert exploration for fun?’
’With skills like that, why didn’t they just fly to the moon? This was The Qiblan Desert!’
Leona Grant was so furious he smashed something!
’That little brat, Ashley Grant! Daring to spirit Annabelle Linton away to a place like that... she’s really gotten bold!’
’He’d skin her alive when he got back, or his name wasn’t Grant!’
...Oh, please. The last time you made a vow like that, your surname almost became Linton, and now you’re back to being a Grant. What a schemer.
The plane circled in the sky as Leona Grant scanned the ground with binoculars, desperately searching for any sign of the two women.
Just then, Chase walked over.
"P-President, we’ve found the Madam and the Young Miss..."
Leona Grant whipped his head around to face him, asking urgently, "Where are they? Are they hurt?"
"No..." Chase sucked in a breath and silently took two steps back. "Well..."
Leona Grant’s brow furrowed, his face darkening. "What are you hemming and hawing about? Do I have to drag it out of you word by word?"
"Well... they’re..." Chase’s voice trailed off into a whisper. "They’re... at home right now..."
Leona Grant: "..."
’So he’d been searching for nothing?’
Leona Grant’s heart felt like it had been smashed into a QR code—so broken you couldn’t even scan it...
He had done a spit-take with his water when he’d heard they were in The Qiblan Desert.
’So in the end, it was all a hoax? He was still out here searching The Qiblan Desert, and they were already skipping hand-in-hand through the front door?’
Leona Grant felt his heart take a 10,000-point critical hit!
Seeing the utterly soul-crushed look on Leona Grant’s face, Chase kindly went to steady him. "President, are you alright?"
Saying he was fine would have been a lie. Leona Grant was so furious his head was pounding!
His face a thundercloud, he roared, "Back! Get us back there immediately!"
’He was going to teach that woman a lesson today. Otherwise, she’d really think she could get away with anything!’