Chapter 440 Dirty Hands, Hidden Knives
Chapter 440 Dirty Hands, Hidden Knives
The Keene family had been getting hit from all sidestely–just like the Reed family.
Ste raised an eyebrow. “Did you talk to your brother before you came?”
Sutton’s brow furrowed, her dark gaze fixed on Ste.
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Ste gave a faint smile. “If you want to understand why the Keene family paid this kind of price, go ask him what he did to me because of Lilian.”
She could see it now–Sutton was trying to defend her family. Pretending the Keenes were innocent.
But the Keene family <b>was </b>already under Ethan’s control. That meant the losses they suffered were far from undeserved.
Ste met Sutton’s stare head–on, her eyes just as sharp and unflinching.
The tension between Sutton’s brows deepened.
Yeah, she hadn’t had a real conversation with Ethan before showing up here.
Sutton had spent most of thest two years overseas. She didn’t know what had really gone down back home.
But judging from Ste’s tone, a flicker of doubt touched Sutton’s chest. She’d always known Ethan had a thing for Lilian.
And even though she hadn’t returned recently, she’d read enough to piece some of it together.
Lilian had nearly killed Ste.
Sutton drew in a sharp breath. “Lilian was raised by the Reed family. Whatever happened between you two, that’s a Reed family issue, right?”
If it was a family matter, it should’ve been handled in private—not dragged into the public eye.
Ste nodded. “You’re right, it <i>was </i>a Reed family matter. But Ethan? He buried the whole thing. He covered up the evidence. He chose to get involved. So tell me, Miss Sutton–was he really innocent?”
That car crash had been brutal. Once she realized Lilian was behind it…
She lost it.
She went after Lilian like a woman possessed–and she found proof. Hard evidence.
And then?
The others stepped in.
Jonathan, desperate to shield Lilian, even hired a hitman to take her out.
And Ethan… he’d been a part of it.
All that talk about Ethan being her fiancé the past two years? Nothing but a front. Just a pawn she’d used to fend off Falvaria. A disposable piece on the board.
Sutton’s pupils contracted.
“You’re saying… he knew Lilian caused the crash?”
Ste let out a coldugh. “Go home and ask him who Feisy is.”
<i>Feisy</i>?
The name hit Sutton like a brick to the chest.
That <i>Feisy</i>?
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“You mean… he hired Feisy to kill you? Then how did you<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“You want to know how I survived? Easy. I grew up in the Luke family.”
And Feisy owed her a favor.
That was the most vicious attempt they ever made on her life.
Hiring Feisy, of all people, to end her? Pathetic.
If it weren’t for the connection between her and Feisy, that would’ve been it. She’d be gone.
But instead, Feisy told her everything.
People ask why she’s so ruthless toward the Reed family–why she’s so unforgiving with Ethan?
Take a look at what they did to her.
Now Jonathan was running around in a panic over Susan, suddenly remembering Ste was his sister?
And Sutton had the nerve to say Ethan was innocent?
Please.
Innocence isn’t decided by a few protective words from his sister.
Sutton’s breath grew short, her teeth grinding together. “That bastard Ethan. I can’t believe he did that to you.”
Then, in a sh, she exploded.
She shot to her feet, face full of rage. “I’m going back right now to rip his damn head off!”
<i>That </i><i>was</i><i>… </i><i>fast</i>.
But knowing Sutton’s hotheaded personality, it actually made sense.
She stormed out, fuming.
Ste just shrugged. Let chaos reign. The Keene family clearly hadn’t imploded enough–otherwise Sutton wouldn’t have waited this long toe back.
With Sutton gone, the tea room felt a little too quiet. A servant entered and cleared the teacup she’d used.
Ste turned and stepped out.
The butler approached politely. “Ms. Ste, is there anything you’d like to take back with you to Falvaria?”
Ste shook her head. “No.”
Rivermount hadn’t left her with fond memories. She’d lived here for two years, but none of it was worth bringing with her.
This time, when she returned to Falvaria, she wanted it to be clean. She didn’t want to carry even a single leaf from Rivermount with her.
The butler nodded. “Understood.”
“Where’s my brother?”
“In the study. Dr. Eddie and Mr. Job are with him.”
Ste nodded and didn’t ask any more questions.
She wanted to lie down for a bit. She had a red–eye flight ahead of her.
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Sure, she could <b>sleep </b>on the ne–but it would neverpare to a proper bed.
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Just as she reached the stairs, Abraham and Mr. Job came down from the second floor, with Eddie trailing behind them.
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