Chapter 208

"Don't think you can just say a few words and take the moral high ground to condemn me. I'm telling you, it's not going to happen."

"Shirley, you deserve this."

Shirley turned her attention to Paula. "Oh, I haven't even started on you yet, you jerk."

"I did it on purpose, so what? I want to ruin your life, so what?"

"Why do our awful parents only target me and treat you like a princess?"

"Every time you talk to me, you act so superior. What gives you the right? Do you deserve it?"

"I want to destroy you!"

Shirley burst into maniacal laughter, her face twisted with a sinister smile.

"I want you to struggle in the mud just like me, unable to get up. Everything I've been through, I want you to experience it too. I want you to know exactly how I feel inside."

Her laughter grew louder, echoing through the room and the video.

Paula looked at Shirley coldly. "What are you so proud of?"

"Shirley, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Isn't it just because Brandon promised you something? Otherwise, you wouldn't have dared to steal that child and run here."

"Let me guess, did he promise to take you abroad after everything was over, and you two would live happily ever after with the child?"

Shirley's face changed instantly. She glared at Paula. "How do you know?"

The arrogance she had just displayed vanished in an instant.

Paula smiled lightly. "You can ask Brandon how I know. He made the same promise to me."

"Brandon is just a scumbag who deceives women, and you were foolish enough to believe him, my dear sister."

"Now that Brandon is on his way, do you think he's coming to happily take you and the child abroad, or to angrily take the child back?"

Paula's words hit Shirley's last line of defense, causing her to completely break down.

She started screaming in the room, "No, no, Brandon said he would take me abroad. It's impossible!"

"Stop dreaming, Shirley."

"Brandon only cares about money. He doesn't care about you."

"And the most important thing is, he doesn't dare take you abroad, or any woman for that matter, because that person is abroad. Do you think he can explain it if he takes you away?"

That person?

I silently pondered Paula's words.

From what Paula said, this unknown person seemed to hold a higher position than Brandon.

Otherwise, Brandon, who dared to cheat right under my nose, wouldn't be so afraid.

So who is that person?

I suddenly remembered the foreign IP address that was always pinned at the top of his phone, with an avatar of a red spider lily.

Could it be her?

Shirley froze, as if she had just thought of this, and immediately broke down.

"No, no! I don't believe it!"

"Whether you believe it or not, it's the truth. You can ask Brandon yourself when he arrives tomorrow."

"And by the way, I called Caroline and the others. Tomorrow is going to be quite lively."

"Renee's people should be here soon. Should I have them kill James first, or you? You can die together, after all."

There was an almost terrifying innocence in Paula's voice.

But Paula didn't notice that Shirley was now squatting on the ground, holding her head, muttering, "I don't believe it!"

She didn't even hear Paula's threats, which meant she was already lost in her own world.

Paula continued to mock her, unaware. "Brandon doesn't want you anymore. He doesn't want you."

After a while, Shirley suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with malice and rage. I had never seen such a terrifying look.

It was the look of someone ready to kill.

Royce quickly covered my eyes and whispered in my ear, "Don't look."

I didn't know how he sensed my fear, but he did manage to ease most of my anxiety.

I could smell the faint scent of his cologne.

My eyes were covered by his warm hands, but my ears were filled with the most terrifying sounds.

"Kill you, kill you!"

I heard Paula scream, and then there was silence.

I shuddered, a sense of foreboding rising in my heart.

My voice trembled as I asked, "Is Paula dead?"

Simon and Savannah were also stunned. After a while, I heard a low voice, "Yes, she's dead."

"How, how did she die?"

I couldn't control my trembling. Royce placed a hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

"Shirley grabbed a fruit knife from the table and slit Paula's throat. She died instantly."

I heard more screams, this time from her parents, shouting, "Murder! Shirley killed someone! She's gone mad."

But soon, the sound of a knife stabbing into flesh echoed again, and then there was silence.

Royce's calm voice came from behind me. "Shirley killed her parents too. She's in the bathroom now, washing off the blood."

The scene was too horrifying to imagine.

He continued, "Shirley is coming downstairs."

He removed his hands, and I looked at the screen. The drone had moved to follow Shirley as she left.

Her eyes were devoid of fear or panic, only a bloodthirsty numbness.

This expression filled me with dread. I panicked. "No, Aria is still with her. She'll definitely do something to Aria. We have to find Aria, quickly!"

Royce nodded. "Don't worry, the drone will keep tracking Shirley. We'll rescue Aria."

The drone followed Shirley, who seemed oblivious to the faint buzzing overhead.

She stared straight ahead, walking until she reached the mountain.

Simon quickly led us downstairs, and we got into the car. He spoke into the radio, "Everyone in the neighborhood, follow her. Shirley is heading up the mountain."

We saw several figures following Shirley up the mountain.

No wonder we couldn't find where Shirley had hidden the child. She had hidden Aria in the mountains.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, I looked at the rugged path with anger.

Aria was hidden in such a place. Shirley was truly despicable.

Royce supported me as we climbed the mountain together.

The people following Shirley reported through the radio, "There's a chapel on the mountain. Shirley went behind it and into the deeper forest."

I quickly checked the drone footage. Shirley's figure was now obscured by the dense forest.