Chapter 152

What did Gage’s mess have to do with Oriana?

Elysia tried to keep her cool, locking eyes with Oriana for a moment. Then, something clicked, and her forehead creased.

“You want to comer me into confessing, then use Gage’s family to do your dirty work?”

Oriana, her thoughts exposed, furrowed her brow.

“Who’s forcing you? It’s obvious, Mr. Gage’s accident is your doing!”

Elysia pressed her lips together. “In your dreams! If it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me. Don’t try to pin this on me!”

Seeing Elysia wasn’t playing ball, Oriana turned to the bald guy, “If she won’t confess, show her what’s what until she does. I don’t care how, but she must admit it today!”

Only with Elysia’s confession could Oriana crush her.

This whole setup wasn’t Oriana’s brainchild; someone had approached her. Without that someone’s backing, Oriana wouldn’t dare be so brazen.

She loathed Elysia, sure, but without the ‘ex–girlfriend of Keaton‘ tag, she was nothing.

The Suttons in Jindale City were well–off, tops, nowhere near the elite. But that someone, a real tycoon of Jindale City. That person had said they’d back her, quell any noise she made, no matter how loud.

But first, she had to get Elysia to admit to messing with Gage.

Oriana didn’t know the point of the recording but saw it as a chance to vent.

The more she thought, the bolder she got, glowering at Elysia, “Just don’t off her. Leave her breathing.

Anything else, have at it!”

The henchmen nodded eagerly. “Don’t worry, Ms. Sutton. We’ve been around the block; we know how to make people talk.”

Elysia’s heart raced as she shouted, “Oriana, did you even think about the consequences? Did you forget what Mrs. Denton and Keaton told you when they left? You mess with me, and the Huber family won’t let you off easy!”

Oriana’s eyes dripped with disdain. “If I were afraid, I wouldn’t have come for you. You should be the worried one, not me! Think about whether you’ll have the chance to tattle to the Hubers! Right now, you can talk big, stand tall, but who knows if you’ll be able to speak or stand after a bit?”

Oriana’s malice distorted even her pretty face.

Elysia frowned. “I hear you’re a college student. Educated, yet you can’t tell right from wrong? Blame me for what happened at the mall? Your niece started it with my son, and your sister admitted as much.

If you hadn’t bullied us, none of that would’ve happened, and maybe you and Keaton would still be an item. You made your bed, now lie in it. Instead of reflecting, you’re digging your grave. Are you legally blind? Attacking me, you’re dragging yourself down too! At the mall, it was just a spat. But now, you’re crossing legal lines! Big trouble!”

“Heh,” Oriana scoffed, “I’m no legal eagle, but wanna know why I dare? Because my backer’s a rock!

Even if you die, I’d walk free.”

Elysia shot back coldly. “No backer’s above the law.”

“Oh, really? What if I say my backer’s Tarquin Bradford, CEO of the Bradford Group?”

Elysia’s eyes widened, “Who?”