Chapter 85: Why are you helping me
Vera let out a slow breath, as she walked backed to her bed and sat down, her face frowned with contemplation as she subtly glanced the dark screen of her phone.
Maybe... just maybe, this is worth a chance. If she could pull this off, if she could prove her worth, then perhaps she could finally earn her place in the Louis family.
Maybe then, her parents would truly acknowledge her—not as a mere replacement, but as their daughter.
She had spent years living in the shadow of the daughter they lost while they never truly accepted her, she is always treated as an outsider despite bearing the Louis name.
If taking down the Allen family was the key to securing her position, then so be it.
~At a Penthouse in a suburban~
A young man sat on the couch obscured away from light, his body shrouded in darkness slowly put down his phone.
The dimly lit room was eerily silent, save for the low hum of the city beyond its walls. His back against his chair, fingers drumming against the armrest, his laughter gradually fading into a chilling smirk.
His lips curled in a cold arc. "Just one at a time, step by step and they will all pay for their wickedness."
His cold gaze flickered lightly toward the collection of documents sprawled across his desk. Each of them a pieces of a puzzle only he could see, each one a stepping stone in his grand plan of destroying the Allen’s.
Slowly, he picked up a particular brown folder, its edges worn from repeated handling. His fingers slowly traced it and it’s surface.