His voice echoed down the corridor. Not only did Fitch hear it, but also the servants, the bodyguards—all of them heard it.


    “No!” Serena shouted back, equally loud.


    She was a seasoned liar by now, her expression filled with anger and indignation, as if it was Martin forcing a confession from


    her and she were innocent.


    Martinughed, a sad, self-deprecating sound, and tears fell. “Knowing me as you do, do you think I’d ask these questions


    without solid evidence?”


    Looking into her eyes, he asked with utter disappointment, “After everything, you still won’t tell the truth?”


    “Who''s been feeding you these lies?” Serena gambled, convinced Martin was trying to trap her. Her eyes reddened as she


    insisted, “Do you believe strangers over me?”


    Martin’sugh was even more bitter. Before, he’d been fooled by that pitiful, wronged facade of hers.


    Mistakenly thinking she was pure, innocent.


    “Let''s call off the engagement,” Martin suddenly stated. “You really don’t belong in our family.”


    “What do you mean?” Serena''s face instantly turned sour.


    They were speaking in the hospital corridor. Although the nurses and patients in other rooms were discreet enough not to


    eavesdrop, there were still several servants and bodyguards, and Fitch nearby, watching and listening to it all.


    Martin didn’t care about her feelings at all, announcing the breakup in public.


    Where did that leave her dignity?


    “What am | to you? Someone to get engaged or disengaged with at your whim? Have you ever considered my feelings?” Serena


    finallyshed out.


    “And what about my feelings? Have you ever cared, ever? You knew my mother had a heart condition, yet you had someone


    push her down the stairs.” Martin''s voice wasced with agony as he used, “You caused a car ident trying to kill my sister.


    If it weren’t for her luck, would she even have a chance to be in there, fighting for her life? You caused an ident, implicating


    an innocent driver. This is murder—you tried to take three lives, just to vent your own frustrations, how can you be so cruel? Are


    you really Serena? | don’t even recognize you anymore.”


    Serena, watching Martin break down, felt a twinge of guilt and unease.


    Did he know everything?


    Who could have told him?


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