<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany looked at Grelle with a hint of disappointment and pity in her eyes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Grelle immediately exploded when she saw that. She stomped her feet and shouted, “Don’t look at me with such pity! I don’t need your fake pity! Do you think I’ll be grateful to you just because you helped our vige? Dream on!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany retorted, “Do you think I did it for your gratitude?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Back then, she didn’t mind investing so much money into Melver Mountain.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Even if Grelle repaid her kindness with ingratitude.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, at least the Sandy couple and the other vigers in Melvor Mountain were grateful. They were content and kind, and they used the help given by her and Richard to improve their lives bit by bit.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As for Grelle, because of her slightly magnified desire and selfishness, she was scheming and doing underhanded things repeatedly!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sometimes, Tiffany couldn’t help but wonder if she had provoked Grelle, or if some hearts simply couldn’t withstand any tests.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Grelle was rendered speechless when she heard Tiffany’s words.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yes, Tiffany was extremely rich. Although she had invested so much, she had never thought of using this to build herself up or create hype.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, it was precisely because of this unfair fate that Grelle could not take things lying down!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She yelled, “We’re both human so why do you have a better life than me? Why are you able to live so luxuriously? Why are you able to get any men you want? Why do I have to live in your nightmare?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her expression was gloomy. It waspletely different from the bright and beautiful smile she had back then.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It seemed like once some hearts have changed, it was really difficult to go back.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hearing this, Tiffany smiled. Her eyes were filled with mockery as she questioned, “ording to you, should everyone who feels that their fate is unfair should use the price of harming others as the goal ofmitting crimes? Should they destroy themselves by seeking death? At the end of the day, you’re just being selfish. Even if you feel that your life is unfair, don’t you think you’re also lucky when you think about it carefully? Compared to those people who spend their lives in the abyss, your parents are willing to create warmth and love for you even if they aren’t rich. Isn’t it ridiculous to only think about what you can’t get instead of what you already have?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany enunciated each word clearly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Grelle’s entire body trembled as if her thoughts had been exposed. She was so embarrassed that she felt angry</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She shouted, “Shut up!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany spread her hands and did not want to speak.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Grelle was already enraged. She took out the lighter hidden behind her and walked towards Tiffany.</font></font>
She howled, “Everything will be fine as long as you disappear. I’ll be happy and perhaps by then, Mr. Hampton will finally be able to see my existence. I’ll definitely treat Mr. Hampton better than you. Die!”
There was ayer of oil on the iron cage so it would burn very quickly as long as it was lit.
Grelle had already prepared everything.
She was really determined to kill Tiffany.
Tiffany sighed softly and looked at Grelle with disappointment as she said, “I wanted to let you go.”
It was precisely because of this that she gave Grelle so many chances again and again.
“Cut the crap! You must die today!” Grelle sneered. “I’ve already locked you in a cage. Do you really think you have a chance to escape?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the lighter to the ground.
The moment the mes touched the oil, there was a bang and the cage was instantly engulfed in mes!
The fire was burning high enough to burn a person alive.
Grelle choked on the smoke and took a few steps back. After wiping her eyes, she looked at the fire in front of her. She was overjoyed when she thought of Tiffany being engulfed by the mes.
She thought, ‘Burn to death! The higher the temperature, the better!‘
The hatred and joy in her eyes were almost overflowing.
But just as she was feeling smug, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Why wasn’t Tiffany screaming in pain despite the fire being so big?
Grelle was a little surprised and wanted to go forward to carefully check if Tiffany was still in the sea of mes.
However, she had just taken a step when she heard azy voice behind her.
“Are you looking for me?”
Grelle’s body stiffened and her scalp went numb.
She slowly turned around and saw Tiffany looking at her with a faint smile. Her clothes were clean and spotless. Even her hair had not been touched by the fire.
She stuttered, “How did you… how did you…”
She was stunned and her eyes widened in disbelief.
“One cage and you’re already confident of winning?” Tiffany’s lips twitched nonchntly.
There were many ways for her to get out of the cage. For example, she could use her switchde to cut a hole in the cage, or forcefully open the lock. If not… she could kill Grelle first and get John to open the cage for her.
She thought, ‘She wanted to kill me with such a simple scheme? She must be dreaming
She demanded, “Tell me where Zoe is.”
“If you’re so capable, why don’t you find her yourself?” Grelle smiled coldly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, she suddenly felt dizzy. By the time she reacted, she was already lying on the ground and her entire body was in pain as if her bones had been crushed!
Tiffany retracted her leg and her expression gradually turned cold. “Do you really think I have so much patience to y with you? Do you really think I won’t do anything to you?”
She thought, ‘How dare you act as though you have the upper hand?‘
Grelle struggled to get up from the ground. Only at this moment did she feel powerless.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She originally thought that her n would be foolproof as long as she threw Tiffany into the iron cage that could not be broken free. Only at this moment did she realize that the two of them were not on the same level at all.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The disparity in strength was so great that she was not even qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as Tiffany!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany asked again, “I’ll ask you onest time. Where is Zoe?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Grelle paused for a while but ended up saying, “She’s in a hotel in that small town around 10 miles away.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. It seemed as though she had given up hope as she justy on the ground.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The fire in the cage not far away gradually subsided.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was as if nothing had ever happened.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The sound of sirens wailing broke the silence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The crime of attempted murder was firmly pinned on Grelle.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The Sandy couple, who had rushed over after hearing the news, watched as their daughter was brought into the police car. They stared for a long time as tears welled up in their eyes. In the end, they only said, “We’ll wait for you toe out.”</font></font>
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<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once she was charged with attempted murder, she didn’t even know if her parents would still be around after she was released from prison.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Not only did she fail to be filial to her parents, she caused them to worry more instead.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She buried her head in her knees.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At this moment, all she felt was regret.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She regretted her impulsiveness and jealousy. She regretted abandoning her morals and conscience.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">If she could start all over again…</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">No, there was no chance to redo it.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The trial for attempted murder came quickly and she was sentenced to fifteen years in prison.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany sighed softly. She lowered her eyes and sighed helplessly in her heart.</font></font>