Chapter 3 I'm Going To Kill Her!

Ryann lifted her gaze.

Perched on the third-floor windowsill, Phyllis gazed down at her, a sneer on her face. "Who is the father of that child you are carrying? Don't tell me it's Alexander. He told me you are too dull for his taste and he would never touch you!"

Ryann glanced away dismissively. "That's none of your concern!"

"Did you really resort to selling yourself? How else could you have so much money? Tell me, the person who slept with you was a middle-aged, overweight man or a foul-smelling elderly man covered in wrinkles?"

Ryann retorted with a cold laugh, "You'd be disappointed to hear it! He's a hundred times superior to Alexander. Alexander can't even compare and has to bow in deference to him!"

Phyllis erupted in laughter as if she'd heard the funniest joke. "Ryann, are you lost in a fantasy?"

Ryann had no desire to continue this futile argument.

If she hadn't witnessed the other day at the hotel how Alexander had been constantly fawning over Shawn, she wouldn't have clandestinely trailed Shawn into his room and slept with him to seek revenge on Alexander and Phyllis!

It became clear that acting on impulse only worsened the situation.

That night, Shawn's actions left her in no state to contemplate anything else. She hastily left the room before dawn.

"Wait!"

Observing that Ryann was on the verge of departing, Phyllis halted her again, wearing a wicked grin. "You seem to have overlooked something."

The next second, a white cat with a bald tail was tossed from the third floor!

Ryann's expression twisted in horror. "Coco!"

She dropped her suitcase and swiftly scooped up the injured cat from the ground.

"Meow!"

Coco emitted a soft, plaintive call. Its blue eyes appeared vacant and glossy, and it seemed weak.

As Ryann cradled Coco, unsure of its injuries, a mix of guilt and anxiety washed over her.

She looked up fiercely at the woman laughing mockingly above. Clenching her teeth, Ryann shot back, "Fortune Santos!"

Phyllis' smile vanished in an instant.

Her expression turned dark and twisted as if she were about to devour someone. "What did you call me just now?"

"Fortune Santos!"

"Ahhh! I'll kill you!"

Phyllis seemed to be on the brink of a breakdown.

As a child, she was abducted and sold to a farmer.

This family wanted to be rich, but they had worked very hard to no avail. They put their faith in the words of a fortune teller and bought Phyllis back, believing she could help them become rich.

They even named her Fortune.

After returning to the Murphy family, Phyllis forbade anyone from bringing it up.

Just when Phyllis thought she could leave it behind-

After holding her position for seventeen years, how dare Ryann bring this name up in front of her!

Phyllis' deep-seated anger erupted. She screamed wildly, grabbing objects nearby and hurling them at Ryann!

"Bitch! You bitch! Go to hell! How dare you call me that? You're nothing but an imposter who stole my life. You should've been the one enduring hardship in the countryside! You shameless thief, rot in hell!"

Crash! Bang! Smash-

Items lay shattered on the ground, reduced to pieces.

Ryann gazed stoically at the hysterical woman above.

In the beginning, when she looked at Phyllis, a sense of guilt and worry would wash over her.

Even though Ryann hadn't planned it, she lived comfortably while Phyllis endured hardships.

However, in the following days, Ryann endured insults and slaps from Phyllis. Phyllis not only shredded all of Ryann's clothing but also vandalized her bags and shoes. She set fire to Ryann's design sketches, occasionally barged into her room late at night to drench her with cold water, and even contaminated her drink. When Ryann descended the stairs, Phyllis would shove her down. On one occasion, Phyllis even spiked her cat's food with rat poison...

As a result of Phyllis' actions, Ryann's feelings of guilt and sympathy slowly faded away!

Holding Coco in one arm and dragging her suitcase in the other, Ryann departed without a backward glance.

"Phyllis, what's going on? What's wrong with you?"

Lynda, hearing the commotion, rushed upstairs. Seeing Phyllis in such a state, she quickly embraced her. "Phyllis, it's me. Don't be afraid! I'm here for you!"

Resting against Lynda's chest, Phyllis' body grew tense. "Mom, I'm going to get even with her. I'm going to kill that bitch!"

"Okay, okay. I'll kill her for you!"

Lynda affectionately ran her fingers through Phyllis' hair, her eyes harboring a hint of malice.

After consoling Phyllis, Lynda returned to her room with her phone and dialed her husband's number.

"Lynda, what's the matter?"

Lynda stated in a frosty tone, "Roderick, I've expelled that woman from our home. You can seize the chance to take action."

Roderick Murphy, on the other end of the call, paused briefly before inquiring, "Is it necessary to proceed with this?"

"Or what? Are you willing to bide your time until she uncovers the truth that her mother's demise was an unintended act by your hand and that the entire Murphy family's business rightfully belongs to her, only for her to return and compete with you for the business and family assets?"

"But... She is my brother's only child."

"Roderick! Two decades ago, if you hadn't been compassionate and refrained from eliminating this little bitch, we wouldn't be entangled in such big trouble today! Don't even mention that she's your brother's daughter. Focus on your daughter! You know the kind of life she had endured for the past twenty years! Do you still have sympathy for that girl? Aren't you concerned about Phyllis?" Lynda shouted out of control.

Twenty years ago, Roderick couldn't bring himself to harm Ryann, and she ended up in an orphanage. Three years later, Ryann was unexpectedly adopted by Lynda and raised as her daughter for seventeen years. Just thinking about it made Lynda furious!

It made sense now why Ryann bore a resemblance to Phyllis. She was the daughter of Roderick's brother.

After a brief pause, Roderick said, "I understand. I'll take care of it."

When Ryann was still living with them, they had to be cautious, fearing evidence might emerge linking them to any harm against her.

But with Ryann now leaving, it would be much simpler to deal with her.

After all, in this world, countless people have accidents every day!