Angus was an internationally renowned male celebrity. Even Vera, who lived in India, had seen interview reports about Angus.
It was not surprising that she would find Angus familiar. However, unlike what she had seen in magazines and movies, the elegant handsome man on the screen looked cold and unreasonable in real life. Vera looked at Angusâs face and saw his disdainful frown.
Angus was also sizing Vera up.
This was Vera.
He remembered that when he left India, Vera was only five or six years old. She was already in her thirties.
Thirty years. Angus was still the elegant and charming Angus, but the little radishes of the past had grown into adults who could take charge alone. Angus still didnât know about the diary, so he didnât know what dispute Vera had with what happened back then. He looked at Vera with confusion and disdain. He had already heard about what Vera had done from him, and he was quite surprised.
In her memory, Veraâs mother, Madam Annita, was actually a considerate and considerate woman. How could a daughter she raised be so ruthless?
Angus tilted his head and asked Yan Nuo, âWhy did you bring Vera here?â.
Yan Nuo only said, âContinue watching and youâll know.â
With that, Yan Nuo picked up the diary and threw it at Vera.
The diary fell from the sky and landed in front of Vera. She looked down in confusion and saw the diary. Her face turned pale.
However, Vera was not about to admit it.
Anyway, she had already burnt her motherâs diary. Without any evidence, who could sentence her?
Vera made up her mind and refused to admit it.
Hence, everyone saw Vera staring at the diary in confusion and ask, âWhat is this?â
Yan Nuo and Ji Yinbing wanted to clap and praise her.
Seeing her natural and unpretentious reaction, Yan Nuo ordered her, âTake it and take a look.â
Vera did as she was told.
She opened it and suppressed the fear in her heart as she browsed through the diary. Vera looked at a few pages and was surprised. She looked up and said to Yan Nuo, âThis is⦠Aunt Yan Meiâs diary?â
Yan Nuo sneered.
Angus stared at the diary, his gaze pained.
At this moment, Ji Yinbing said, âDonât you know what diary this is? Back then, wasnât it because I read this diary? You were afraid that the truth would be revealed and Yan Nuo and the rest would kill you, so you couldnât wait to kill me.â
Ji Yinbing stood up from the chair. She walked to Veraâs side and squatted down. Ji Yinbing lowered her head and faced Vera. She snorted and asked her, âAm I right, Vera?â
Vera was panicking.
Ji Yinbingâs deduction was the same as the real situation.
Vera was extremely guilty, but she hadnât practiced much over the years, so she had learned how to be shameless. She retreated slightly and avoided Ji Yinbingâs scrutiny. Then, she said, âWhat are you talking about? This diary belongs to Aunt Yan Mei. Why should I be afraid that youâll see it?â
Seeing that they did not believe her, Vera said, âI poisoned you because I donât like you! You stole my Brother Yan Nuo. Itâs not just for a day or two that I want to kill you.â Anyway, the matter of her poisoning had been investigated long ago, so there was no need to deny it now.
Ji Yinbing was speechless. She glared at her coldly and walked back.
Yan Nuo suddenly took out his gun and imitated his sister, planning to be someone who said little. He loaded the gun slowly. Veraâs back had been tense the entire time the bullet was loaded. She was afraid of guns. She would not forget the pain that words brought her.
Yan Nuo loaded the bullet, raised his right hand, and pointed the gun at Veraâs head.
Yan Nuo said, âIf you still refuse to be honest in three seconds, Iâll send you to see Hades.â
âOne.â
Veraâs expression changed.
She hesitated.
Should she admit it or deny it?
If she admitted it, what would the angry Yan siblings and Angus do to her?
If she denied it⦠there would be a chance of survival.
Vera immediately thought of a way to benefit herself.
She could not admit it!
If she refused to admit it, Yan Nuo definitely could not kill her like this. It would not be right for her to die without knowing why.
Vera was determined and was not afraid.
âTwo!â
Before Yan Nuo could count to three, Vera said firmly, âKill me!â
Yan Nuo narrowed his eyes and looked at her deeply.
Vera looked up and said, âI wonât know what youâre talking about even if you beat me to death! I didnât know there was such a diary! I didnât know that Aunt Yan Mei loved my father so deeply.â
The veins on Yan Nuoâs forehead bulged.
Hearing that Aunt Yan Mei loved my father so deeply, Angusâs gaze turned completely cold. When he looked at Vera again, his gaze became even more disgusting.
Yan Nuo wanted to shoot Vera.
Yan Yu said, âForget it! I think this is most likely a misunderstanding.â
Vera was surprised. She never expected that her words would be so sensible.
Yan Nuo disagreed with Yan Yuâs actions. He said, âThis woman deserves to die.â
Yan Yu said, âWe canât just make wild guesses.â
Angus added, âYan Nuo, let her go. Sheâs your Uncle Neyaâs daughter after all.â
Since Angus and Yan Yu had said so, Yan Nuo could not insist. He put away the gun and left with Ji Yinbing. Yan Nuo glanced at Vera in disdain and said to her mercifully, âGet lost!â
Vera quickly got up.
She thanked him with a dark expression and left the Yan family alone.
After leaving the Yan family, Vera felt relieved.
It didnât matter. It was impossible for them to find evidence. As long as they couldnât find evidence, she would be safe. Vera wasnât in a hurry to escape. She even swaggered back to her previous home and stayed there. Her fearless expression made Yan Nuo angry.
âWhy did you let her go?â Yan Nuo asked Yan Yu.
Yan Nuo did not believe that Yan Yu would be so kind.
She must have other plans.
Yan Yu held the notebook in her right hand and patted it in the palm of her left hand. Upon hearing this, she did not explain and asked Angus, âAre you sure this diary belongs to my mother?â
Angus still didnât know that the diary was fake. He wouldnât even look at it.
Upon hearing this, he said, âItâs your motherâs handwriting.â Yan Yu suddenly looked up and asked La Pu, âLa Pu, is there anyone in our mercenary group or beside my mother who was good at imitating other peopleâs handwriting?â There were some special soldiers in the mercenary team. Their strength was not high, but they had other powerful talents.