Chapter 339



While sympathy was involved, it was more about Jennifer’s attempts to exploit Bria for her own gain.

At this point, Bria’s fate, alive or dead, was a mystery to everyone.

With Jennifer’s scheme in motion, Bria’s family knew they had no choice but to align with Jennifer.

Their sinister plot was to render Sophie mute, and their desired outcome was to force Kallie to leave the Nixon family in outright disappointment, mirroring Siena’s past. If successful, the 30 percent of the estate earmarked for Kallie would be distributed among them. Their scheme was unfolding smoothly. However, the involvement of the masked man, known as Mr. Jack, was an unexpected twist.

Catching wind of the chaos, Ewing and Hamlin hurried back.

“If things had gone as planned, your beloved daughter would end up disabled and mute, just like your past self!” Jennifer snapped. With each word, her excitement grew, culminating in a self-satisfied cackle at the success in her imagination.

Hearing this, Kallie’s gaze lifted to meet Ewing’s, her concerns for Sophie evident.

Ewing, seeing her distress, quickly tried to offer comfort. “Don’t stress, Sophie can still talk; it’s just that her throat is hurt. But the doctor believes she will recover over time. Though we were a bit late when rushing there, we managed to intervene in time. Not all the poison was forced down her throat.”

With a weary and sorrowful sigh, Kallie closed her eyes.

It was then she finally grasped the meaning behind Siena’s words in the letter.

Siena said in the letter, “Kallie, if you return to the Nixon family, please seek out Jennifer and relay some messages for me. Please tell Jennifer I wasn’t behind the incident back then. Moreover, I’ve been missing those times I shared with her.”

Before, Kallie couldn’t comprehend such a demand. Plus, Jennifer had been terrible to her, their encounters marked with Jennifer’s sarcastic remarks. Thus, Kallie did not take her mother’s request to pass the word to Jennifer seriously.

Now, as the truth came to light, everything made sense to Kallie.

Siena likely had no idea that what she perceived as genuine friendship with Jennifer was, in fact, nothing more than a carefully orchestrated ruse.

Ewing’s voice, cold and steady, broke Kallie’s reverie. “Kallie, how should she be made to pay? Just say the word.”

Laughing heartily, Jennifer abruptly stopped and gazed at Ewing in disbelief. “Ewing Nixon!” she exclaimed, her voice sharp with incredulity. “How dare you! I’m your mother! Not stopping at siding with her instead of being supportive of me, but wanting me to suffer and face the consequences? You brat!”

Ewing merely smirked, his tone tinged with bitterness, “Did you ever once think of yourself as my mother when you schemed to have me kidnapped just to hurt Siena? I know you’ve always had someone else in your heart and felt nothing for my dad, but I never imagined you’d feel nothing for me either.”

Kallie studied Ewing, noting his reddened eyes. It marked the first time she had seen this vulnerable side of him, breaking his usual restrained and calm facade.

She could understand it. The fact that the mastermind behind the kidnapping in his early years, causing him both physical and mental harm, was his mother, was hard to swallow for anyone.

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