Chapter 4

I raised one eyebrow. “So, you made Samuel divorce Vespera without planning to keep any of her assets?”

“Of course!” Amara lifted her chin. “I killed her parents. Why would a woman like her need that much money?”

I tightened my eyes. “You killed Vespera’s parents?”

Amara laughed. “To be clear, Samuel and I killed them together. That fool Vespera does not even know!”

“Very good!”

I raised my hand and slapped her face. “Go kneel and say sorry!”

Footsteps sounded at the door.

Amara, slapped, rushed into Samuel’s arms when he walked in.

“Samuel, your mother hates me! She wants to hit me and kill the baby in my womb!”

Samuel looked at me with doubt.

“Mom, I know you dislike Amara, but she is pregnant now and the baby is your grandson! How can you be so heartless?”

“Am I heartless, or is she?”

I pointed at the sandalwood beads inside the trash bin.

“She gave a scent powder bracelet to Vespera, trying to hurt the baby in Vespera’s belly!”

Samuel froze, then turned to look at Amara with shock.

Even though he had no love for my sister, the baby in her stomach was still his own child.

He had warned Amara long ago that women could argue all they wanted, but they could not hurt a baby.

Amara, of course, knew Samuel cared about the baby, so she quickly explained, “That bracelet was something I took from a church; maybe the priests gave me the wrong one!”

Samuel trusted her without doubt.

“Mom, Amara did not do it on purpose; she cannot even tell the difference between sandalwood and scent powder!”

Watching the two of them acting like partners and remembering what Amara had said before.

When the Prescott Family's finances were in trouble, my parents left suicide notes and both ended their own lives.

Everyone said they couldn’t accept the business loss, but it turned out these two had planned the takeover of the Prescott Family business, pushing them to their deaths.

Thinking about this, my blood burned, but I could only hold it down.

Still, I suddenly changed my thinking.

Now, I not only wanted to help my sister take back the whole Prescott Family business, but I also wanted these two to kneel and say sorry to my parents.

Thinking this way, I simply spoke, “Since you trust her that much, then I show you who she really is!”

After that, I turned and went upstairs.

My older sister was one month behind Amara in pregnancy, but both of them went into labor at the same time.

The nanny hurried upstairs to tell me. “Ma’am, Vespera is about to give birth!”

My face froze. “Hurry and call the driver to take her to the hospital!”

The nanny’s voice shook. “Amara went into labor before the young lady and the driver already took her there!”

“The remaining cars in the house have no fuel and our phones cannot make calls!”

“The bodyguards are blocking the door, saying…saying nobody is allowed to leave the old house!”

I stopped for a moment. “Is this Samuel’s order?”

The nanny lowered her head and quietly agreed.

No, no, this was clearly Amara’s command; Samuel only acted as an accomplice.

Amara wanted my sister and her unborn baby to lose their lives together.

The phone couldn’tt place calls; the signal was clearly blocked.

I quickly checked the whole house and discovered a signal blocker inside Amara’s bedroom, then pulled it out.

After that, I quickly called 911, the police emergency line and asked officers to come to the house and take my sister to the hospital to deliver the baby.

At the same moment, I sent several of my most trusted bodyguards to the hospital to protect my sister.

After finishing all of this, I remained in the old house and quietly walked down to the basement, which was covered in deep red light.

In the basement, there was a cage and inside that cage sat a woman who looked the same as me.

She was Samuel’s true mother.

Sadly, her arms and legs were tied, her mouth was gagged and she was trapped inside a cage built from special materials, unable to make any noise.

I sat across from the cage and pulled open a drawer from an old mahogany bookcase.

I took out the second face cover that my sister had given me.

At the hospital, Amara’s child was delivered.

Samuel felt excited. “Hurry, bring it over so I can look!”

The doctors shook with fear, but they still gathered their nerve and passed the baby to Samuel.

Samuel smiled as he held the baby, but then his face changed fast as he tossed the child away.

He asked in panic, “What… what on earth is this thing?”