Chapter 73 The Breaking Point
Chapter 73 The Breaking Point
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To the public, Randall was a well–respected veteran of the arts, praised for both talent and virtue.
But because Elsa’s biological father was close to him, she knew some of the filth he kept hidden beneath the surface.
When it came to women, Randall was depraved and twisted.
It was said that more than a few young newcomers to the entertainment industry had been “played” so cruelly by him, they lost the ability to have children.
Not long ago, a young actress took her own life. She’d fallen into deep depression–because of him. He abused her, humiliated her, drove her to the edge.
But Randall held status. He had power. The stories were all covered up. He still walked around with prestige, showered in praise and applause.
Just thinking about his methods made Elsa’s lips twitch with satisfaction.
With that seductive little fox face of Lily’s, Randall would probably unleash every one of his perverted tricks on her.
Once he’d had his fill, he’d pass her around to the others in his circle. Lily wouldn’t die–but she’d be ruined beyond recognition.
And John? So proud, so obsessed with cleanliness and reputation–he would never touch a woman who’d been used up and disgraced, who couldn’t even have children.
Elsa was positively thrilled. Still, she wanted to make sure nothing could go wrong. She warned Wendy again, “Mom, this time, no mistakes. Tell Dad to make it clear–when Randall’s had enough, get more men involved. I want Lily to become a toy for those disgusting old freaks.”
“I already thought of that,” Wendy said coldly. She hated anyone who tried to take what belonged to her daughter. “Don’t worry, Elsa. Lily is finished.”
Elsa gave her a few more final instructions, then hung up with a chilling smile.
The show was about to start.
And she was ready to beat the drums at Lily’s funeral.
“Baby!”
As morning broke, John shot awake, face ghostly pale.
The private doctor had just left/Wayne had been staying at the villa to look after him.
Hearing John’s voice, Wayne jumped up from the couch. “Boss, you’re awake…”
John didn’t respond. He scanned the room in silence, his eyes cold and sharp.
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Wayne knew what he was looking for Ms. Lily.
John still couldn’t let her go.
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Wayne hesitated. He really didn’t want to be the one to say this. But he knew the truth wouldn’t stay hidden forever. And maybe… maybe it was time to let go.
“Boss… Ms. Lily, she…”
Had she come while he was unconscious?
John’s eyes flicked up. For the first time in days, his face showed a flicker of hope.
Wayne’s chest tightened.
But delaying it would only make it worse. He took a breath and said it, “Ms. Lily registered her marriage yesterday. She said she doesn’t want to be disturbed anymore. This is a photo of her marriage certificate”
He handed John the photo Lily had sent the night before.
“…What did you say?”
For a moment, time stopped for John.
He couldn’t hear anything. Couldn’t feel anything.
His mind echoed with a single sentence.
Lily got married yesterday.
Lily. The woman who had loved him so deeply. How could she marry someone else?
Wayne had to be out of his mind.
Seconds passed. Or maybe hours. John couldn’t tell. Suddenly, he lurched out of bed and grabbed Wayne by the collar.
“Who got married?! Say it again!”
Wayne flinched, but said it anyway. “Ms. Lily. Yesterday. This is the photo.”
John went stiff.
His entire body turned to stone.
Slowly, woodenly, he lowered his gaze and looked at Wayne’s phone.
There it was.
Lily’s name on the certificate.
Her photo.
Smiling.
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Eyes shining with hope for her future.
A pain like a blade tore through John’s chest.
He doubled over.
Three months ago, they had gotten engaged.
She told him she would only ever marry him.
He had promised her–after Elsa passed, he’d give her a grand, public wedding.
She was his.
How dare she marry someone
else?
How could she?!
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“Boss…”
Wayne hurried to support him.
John’s face was pale as death, but his eyes were bloodshot–so red it looked like they could cry blood.
“Lily wouldn’t marry someone else!”
John shoved Wayne away, his voice hollow and mechanical.
Again and again, he muttered to himself, “It’s fake. The photo’s fake. She’s just trying to get back at me.”
Then he grabbed Wayne again. “Get it tested. Right now. I want a full analysis. It’s fake!”
“…Understood.”
Wayne didn’t believe Lily was lying.
But he didn’t dare disobey: He sent the photo to a contact. The results came back quickly.
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