Chapter 1041



Yet, when Vincent wasn’t looking, a flash of darkness crossed Verena’s eyes.

She would never give up on Lucas!

Lucas belonged to her. And only her.

In fact, she believed she should be thanking Vincent; his words had made something very clear to her.

Even if Belinda was completely destroyed, it still wouldn’t be enough. No. Belinda needed to die.

Only that way could Belinda be erased from Lucas’ heart forever.

Triumph Consortium, the CEO’s Office.

Gordon stood respectfully before the desk and said, “Mr. Clark, we found Holley’s medical records from the hospital. She did seek psychological treatment for her sleepwalking. The psychologist’s report stated that her sleepwalking was triggered by extreme anxiety and psychological distress due to the fear that her daughter might contract HIV.”

Lucas remained silent, his sharp gaze unreadable. After a pause, he finally spoke. “Have you looked into the psychologist who treated her?”

Gordon nodded. “Yes. There’s no sign of him having private contact with any suspicious individuals. His financial records are also clean. No signs of bribery.”

Lucas didn’t respond right away. He sat in contemplative silence for nearly half a minute before saying, “Find out where Holley is now.”

Gordon nodded. “Understood.”

At Baker’s house.

Baker had never imagined that Lucas and his assistant would show up at his doorstep. A sense of unease crawled through his chest.

Forcing himself to maintain his composure, he met Lucas’ gaze and asked, “Mr. Clark, to what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?”

Lucas remained silent, casting a languid glance at Holley, who sat next to Baker. Holley tensed under his gaze, her expression shifting visibly. Lucas’ lips parted slightly, his voice deep and emotionless. “Do you recall the warning I issued before?”

At his words, Holley turned pale. She remembered it all too well. Lucas’ ominous threat still resonated in her ears…

Baker looked at Holley with concern, noticing her ashen complexion. He could guess what Lucas had warned Holley about. He faced Lucas urgently. “Mr. Clark, I assure you Holley would never intentionally harm Belinda. She’s Belinda’s mother—how could she ever harm her own child? Holley mentioned recently that she has been under great stress and has started sleepwalking. Even medical intervention hasn’t helped. Please believe us; she didn’t mean to do that to Belinda—it was beyond her control!”

Lucas responded with a dismissive curl of his lips. “Whether she can control it or not is irrelevant to me. Since she already harmed Belinda, I won’t let this matter slide easily.”

With a subtle signal from Lucas, Gordon, who had been standing nearby, moved forward. He approached Holley and offered a polite yet distant smile. “Ms. Lewis, there’s no need to be scared. This will be quick.”

With that, Gordon suddenly reached out and clamped his fingers around Holley’s neck.

Holley gasped, her eyes widening as she clawed at his hands. But Gordon’s grip only tightened gradually.

As the pressure mounted, Holley’s complexion shifted from pale to a flushed red. Witnessing this, Baker leaped up from the sofa, his eyes fixed on Lucas in panic. “Mr. Clark, what are you doing?”

Lucas’ smile was faint but chilling. “Simply getting back at Holley for Belinda. Isn’t it clear?”

Baker’s complexion grew pale. “Mr. Clark! Please stop this. Holley is Belinda’s mother!” he pleaded.

Lucas gave Holley a chilling look. Her complexion had turned a ghastly shade of blue, and her hands, once desperately clawing at Gordon’s grip, now hung limply. Her legs kicked weakly in a futile struggle as she managed a choked plea, “H- Help… Baker…”

She could no longer speak clearly.

Thirty agonizing seconds later, Lucas gestured subtly. Only then did Gordon loosen his hold.

Holley’s harsh, ragged coughing filled the spacious living room. The sound of her gasping and coughing indicated her agony. After coughing for a while, Holley took deep, labored breaths, her chest heaving with pain.

Lucas looked at her, noting the blue tint still present on her face and her shaky breathing. His voice was sharp as he said, “If Holley weren’t Belinda’s mother, do you think I would have been so lenient?”

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