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Maisy’s heart raced. She knew she had to keep the Williamses from sensing that anything was off. 

“Yes, I want to talk to you,” Maisy said, lowering herself. “Can we go somewhere 

more private?” 

Skylar raised an eyebrow. “Alright.” 

The two walked further away, leaving the others curious about their conversation. 

“Do you think Maisy is humbling herself to beg Skylar to stop causing trouble?” Samuel speculated, frowning. 

Kenny watched them intently. Maisy was typically gentle and understanding, quite the contrast to the assertive Skylar. He worried Maisy might get hurt and was ready to intervene if necessary. 

Meanwhile, Peter approached Jeffrey with a gloomy look. “Dad, we need to prepare ourselves. Mom’s condition seems quite serious–both her legs might be broken. 

Jeffrey’s face turned ashen. “Trust the doctors. They’ll fix her legs. Sadie will be fine. 

Our family can’t afford any more trouble right now.” 

“Yeah, let’s hope so.” Peter agreed, but he couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that things might worsen for their family. He had a gut feeling that Sadie’s condition 

would be dreadful. 

Peter glanced over at Skylar’s figure, recalling how carefree she seemed and how 

she’d been calmly looking at her phone. 

JIN 

An idea struck him–could Skylar be the key to resolving their problems? 

Maybe… they needed Skylar to get through all these obstacles. 

Meanwhile, Maisy spoke desperately, “How did you get‘ that video? I hope you can delete it. I’ll agree to any condition you set.” Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“It doesn’t matter how I got it. What matters is what you’re willing to offer for me to delete it,” Skylar replied coldly. She suddenly felt like playing a small game of cat and 

mouse with Maisy. 

Maisy frowned deeply. “What do you want? Is it my sports car? Dad gave it to me for my birthday, but you can have it if you delete the video and make sure no one else sees it.” 

“I don’t want your car,” Skylar said 

smissively. 

A second–hand car driven by Maisy? Skylar couldn’t have cared less. Even Joe’s collection of limited–edition cars had failed to impress her. To her, a car was just a 

means to get from one place to another. 

“So what do you want, then? Skylar, keeping that video won’t do anything except 

make the family hate me,” Maisy said with her voice edged with desperation. 

Why was Skylar being so difficult to deal with? 

“What I want is simple. I want you to die,” Skylar said, emphasizing the word “die“, letting it hang heavily in the air. 

Before Skylar had been reborn, she’d been tormented to the point of wishing for death. In her final moments, she’d sworn that neither Maisy nor Christopher would 

meet a good end. 

Maisy’s face paled. “You’ve gone too far!” 

Skylar chuckled. “Have you forgotten how you used to bully me?” 

“That was the past. If you come back to the Williams, family, I’ll give you my room. I won’t badmouth you to Mom and Dad. That’s the best I can offer,” Maisy said in a low 

voice. 

Skylar had gone too far! One day, she would make Skylar feel this same desperation. 

“No,” Skylar said coldly. 

“Skylar!” Maisy shouted, unable to contain herself. Before, Maisy had never thought ‘hat Skylar could be so difficult. 

Kenny swiftly approached them and stood beside Maisy. He towered over Skylar.” Are you bullying Maisy again?” 

Skylar gave a mocking smile. “I came across a very interesting video by chance. 

Maisy wants me to delete it, but I refused. 

“So she’s been lashing out at me. Maybe you should take a look and decide if it should be deleted.”