Chapter 610 Breaking Point
The ps didn’t stop. One after another, fast and brutal, until everything blurred. E’s mind went nk–just pain, heat, and ringing in her ears.
It hadn’t even been ten minutes.
Her hair was a tangled mess, blood was smeared around her nose and mouth, and she was down on her knees.
Even if she was seething inside, furious enough to want to tear Marie apart, she was outnumbered. It was just her—one woman, alone–and outside that door stood at least a dozen of Marie’s bodyguards.
One wrong word, and she was dead.
Marie sat on the sofa like she owned the room–poised,posed, and every bit the queen of the chaos she’d created.
Then, without a word, she picked up E’s phone and dialed Morris’s number.
It wasn’t Morris who answered–it was his assistant, Dennis.
“Ms. E?” Dennis greeted politely.
“It’s Marie,” she said coldly.
The line went silent for a beat. Then Dennis fumbled his words. “Ms. Marie? Why are you calling from Ms. E’s number?”
It wasn’t that Dennis was timid–he just knew exactly who he was dealing with.
Marie had just put Morris in the ICU. She’d be infamous overnight–everyone on Morris’s team now thought of her as the kind of woman who didn’t bluff.
She was the type of woman you absolutely didn’t want to cross.
Marie’s voice didn’t waver. “Where’s Morris<b>?</b>”
Dennis hesitated. “He’s still unconscious. You knocked him out cold.”
And just like that, his tone shifted–tight with judgment. Truthfully, he was stunned. <i>What </i><i>the </i><i>hell </i>is <i>this </i><i>woman </i><i>made </i><i>of</i>? And more importantly, how <i>the </i><i>hell </i><i>did </i><i>Mr. </i>Morris <i>ever </i><i>fall </i><i>for </i><i>someone </i><i>like </i><i>her</i><i>? </i>
Marieughed, a cold, bitter sound. “Judging by your tone, you think I overreacted?”
Dennis replied stiffly, “Mr. Morris has always cared deeply for you.”
Marie fell quiet.
Then, slowly, sheughed again. A cruel, almost mockingugh. Her gaze shifted to E, still crumpled on the floor, and E’s face turned pale.
Hearing Dennis im Morris “cared deeply” for her? That was the biggest joke of all.
“Clearly, you people have no idea what ‘caring‘ means.”
Caring? He faked his death.
During the darkest, most devastating time of her life–when she <b>was </b>grieving, falling apart–everyone in Falvaria knew what she was going through. And he? He didn’t even show his face.
That kind of love? She didn’t need that kind of love. If that was what “caring deeply” looked like, someone else could have it— she sure as hell didn’t want it. Not now. Not ever.
If he’s not awake, she said coolly, ‘I guess I can’t pass on a message<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Dennis tensed. “What does that mean?<b>” </b>
Marie smirked
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She nced at E, whoy trembling on the floor, and her smile twisted. “I mean… Strike while he’s weak. Finish what they started.”
Dennis froze.
Marie’s voice stayed calm, almost cold. “Tell me, Dennis. If I get his attention?”
got ten
guys to
gang rape his fiancée, would that be enough to
The silence that followed was suffocating.
“Ms. Marie.” Dennis’s voice dropped, sharp and rmed.
E, hearing those words, turnedpletely white. Her lips quivered, but she said nothing.
“You can’t do that,” Dennis snapped. “That’s–no. You can’t.”
Marie’s eyes narrowed. “I can’t?” she repeated, her voice low.
Her hand tightened around the gun. The gun she hadn’t let go of since the moment she walked in. And now, with her fury boiling over, all she could think about was E’s voice on that phone call–saying, <i>“</i>How <i>many </i><i>guys </i><i>were </i><i>there </i><ist </i><i>night</i>?”
<i>Many</i><i>. </i><i>Not </i><i>one.But </i><i>several</i>.
And just the thought of what might’ve happenedst night–what they’d tried to do to her<b>–</b>sent a fresh wave of disgust ripping through her chest.
Her hands shook as she raised the gun and pointed it straight at E.
“I can’t do that?” she said through gritted teeth. “Fine. Then how about this–what if I just kill her right now? Make it quick and clean. End of story.”
She didn’t care anymore. She was on the edge. About to break. Everything inside her felt toxic–raw and boiling.
Morris–the bastard–had faked his death, and now the people around him had taken things even further. nned to humiliate her. Break her.
Did they think she wouldn’t fight back? Did they really believe she was weak?
Dennis didn’t answer.
The air on the other end of the call turned razor–sharp.
He didn’t even know what to say anymore. “Ms. Marie, please. Just calm down. Mr. Morris didn’t do anything to you. He was with us the entire night.”
Dennis had no idea Marie had heard E’s phone call.
He thought all of this was just her holding a grudge against Morris from the night before. First she put him in the ICU, and now she was hunting down E.
This woman… she was terrifying.
But Marie had already snapped. She was beyond reason. “Of course it wasn’t Morris,” she spat. “But don’t act like he’s innocent. She took a deep breath. “Let’s not forget the past, Dennis. He had thising for a long time. Maybe I got the reason wrong this time, but honestly? I should’ve done it sooner.
Dennis tried to break in “That’s not what I-”
“You want to talk innocence?” Marie cut him off, voice cracking with rage. “E’s the one who set it up. She’s the one who brought in those guys. Several. She’s his fiancée You tell me–does he still look innocent now?”
Marie was shouting into the phone.
And then–her hands trembling, her heart pounding–the gun went off.
Bang
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E’s scream tore through the room.
“Aaah-!”
。
The shot hit her in the leg, and she copsed onto the floor, writhing
pain.
Dennis heard it all—her scream, the gunshot–and went stiff on the other end of the line.
“Ms. Marie!” he shouted. “Please, stop! There’s been some kind of mistake!”
‘Mistake?” Marie was beyond reason now. “The only mistake was thinking I
wouldn’t
fight back!”
E was gasping now, shaking uncontrobly as blood spread beneath her. Her leg had taken the shot clean.
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