Chapter 8%
Metta shook her head.
Just then, the blood test report arrived on my phone. I read it with a heavy heart.”
“Metta, do you still want to get revenge on Harold? If you do, then I have a plan.“>
Half an hour later, Metta and I stood in front of a psychological clinic.
Metta hesitated, “Are you really sure he’s here?”
I nodded, “I had the lawyer specifically check.”
I pushed open the door of the psychological clinic and immediately saw the person sitting behind the desk.
He was slightly overweight, bald, with a beard. He was none other than Mr. Keith.
The lawyer was right. Mr. Keith was not a spiritual medium but a psychologist running this clinic.
He had suffered misfortune while protecting me from Harold. It was all a staged act between him and Harold, intended to scare me into having a miscarriage.
However, that day outside the door, he was startled by a sudden reprimand from a resident upstairs, causing him to fall and injure himself.
Harold then sent him to the hospital.
Taking advantage of that brief window, Metta rescued me, rendering Harold’s scheme useless.}
When Mr. Keith saw me, he jumped up in a panic. “Raina, how did you find this place?“}
“Harold was just a poor nobody. The money he’s using now, the connections he has were they all given by me.“}
I stared coldly at him. “If you confess everything about your collusion with Harold, I won’t hold you accountable. Otherwise, get ready for prison.”}
Mr. Keith let out a sigh, looking resigned. “Alright. Come in and I’ll tell you everything from the beginning.“}
Metta and exchanged a glance, then walked into the clinic together.
Just then, I got a message from my lawyer.}
I opened it and my expression changed drastically. I grabbed Metta’s hand.
“Run!”
Unfortunately, I was a step too late.
Just as I turned, a hand gripped my neck tightly and a foul–smelling towel was pressed against my nose and mouth.
Darkness engulfed me and I lost consciousness.
When I came to, I realized both Metta and I had been tied to pillars.
Harold emerged from the shadows, with Mr. Keith and Chloe following closely behind him.”
I sneered coldly. “Mr. Keith, I really didn’t expect this. You’re actually Harold’s biological father.“”
Right before I entered the psychology clinic, my lawyer had sent me a message.
He had uncovered the shocking truth that Mr. Keith and Harold were father and son.
Harold’s repeated crimes had all been aided by Mr. Keith.”
Mr. Keith’s expression tumed vicious. “You little brat. Couldn’t you just wait quietly for death? Why cause all this trouble?”
Harold walked over to Metta, his face full of disdain.”
“Looking like a burned–up ghost, you still dare come near me? You really think I don’t have the guts to kill you?”
Metta glared at him, gritting her teeth. “If you’d fallen out of love, you could’ve just broken up with me. Why did you have to set a fire and try to burn me alive?”
Harold chuckled. “What if you came back to pester me afterward? I had to get rid of you completely to be at ease.”
Then he turned to me. “And as for you, after you lose the baby and die from weakness, I can quietly inherit all your assets without anyone suspecting a thing. Why won’t any of you follow the ending I planned for you?”
Harold’s expression suddenly turned vicious and he slapped me hard across the face.
My mouth filled with the taste of blood.
‘But I still have a chance to turn things around.” Harold let out a deranged laugh. “Chloe, kill them.”
Mr Keith snapped his fingers.
Crice, eyes blank and expressionless, picked up a fruit knife and started walking toward me.
