She stirred the tea with a teaspoon and smiled hypocritically. Then, she handed the tea to Niamh respectfully. “Miss Quinn, this is made from our own tea leaves, so its taste is pretty unique. Please have a taste.”
Niamh took the cup with a smile. After taking a sniff, she said, “It indeed smells very unique. I have to taste this properly, then.”
She said and lifted the cup. Then, she moved it closer to her lips.
Jon and Rose started straight at Niamh when she lifted the cup to her lips and was about to taste the tea. They were waiting expectantly for Niamh to drink it.
Niamh’s lips were about to touch the rim of the cup, but all of a sudden, she lifted her gaze and there was a sharp glint in her eyes.
Jon and Rose were startled. When they were trying to figure out what Niamh was thinking about, she flung her right hand and the tea splashed onto both of their faces.
Even though the water was not at its boiling point, it was at least 150 to 160 degrees Fahrenheit.
Jon and Rose wailed in pain while their faces were burnt red.
“You! Vera, what the hell are you doing?” Rose took a piece of tissue to wipe her face angrily. Her face at this moment was terrifyingly red and malevolent.
“Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t know that you’d put something in the tea?” Niamh asked in an icy tone. Then, she threw the cup at Jon and Rose’s feet.
With a smash, the cup broke into pieces. Jon and Rose dodged away from it as they were scared to get hurt by the pieces.
Rose and Jon had been splashed with hot water and were almost smashed with the cup in such a short period of time. They could not come back to their senses after a long while.
After they came back to their senses, Niamh was already standing in front of them. “How’s it? Is the tea delicious?”
Rose’s brain registered what was going on as she rolled up her sleeves furiously. Her face looked sinister. “Darling, shut the door!”
When Jon heard that, he quickly ran over to shut the door.
Rose bared her teeth as she glared at Niamh. “How dare you be so unbridled even when you’re in our territory?! Vera, I’m going to let you see what I can do!”
She lifted her hand and slapped in the direction of Niamh’s face.
Niamh reached out her hand and grabbed Rose’s wrist tightly. There was an icy glint in her eyes. “The moment I opened my eyes again, I swore that I would never let anyone hurt me anymore!”
She swung away Rose’s wrist coldly.
Rose was stuck in a daze when she saw Niamh’s murderous gaze. She stumbled and crashed into the sofa before falling on the broken shards of the cup. Finally, she came back to her senses and started barking orders at Jon.
“Darling, get that b*tch! I’m going to kill her today!”
Jon had an aggressive look on his face. He pounced at Niamh while making threatening gestures.
Niamh reached out her hand calmly, and with the three tactics that Felipe taught her to fight against sexual predators, she managed to take Jon down. Then, she pushed him onto Rose.
“Ouch!”
Rose wailed in pain. Her bottom was bleeding profusely.
How could Jon have expected himself to lose against such a tiny woman? He got up from the floor to get a weapon.
However, when he placed his hand on the floor to support himself, a high heel stepped right on the back of his hand.
He lifted his head in disbelief as he met Niamh’s cold gaze instantly.
She was towering over him, stifling him with her monarch-like temperament.
“Does it hurt?” Niamh asked with a smile. “However, how could this force compare to the pain of you stepping on my fingers and trying to crush them under your feet?”
When Jon heard that, he was stunned. “W-What are you talking about? When did I step on your hand?”
“No?” Niamh chuckled lowly. “It was just a few years ago. Have you gotten Alzheimer’s so soon? If you do, then let me help you remember.”
Niamh restrained her gaze and waved her hand. Then, with a loud smack, fingerprints slowly appeared on Jon’s right cheek.
Jon was stunned.
Rose also widened her eyes in shock.
“H-How dare you slap my husband?”
Niamh lifted her cold gaze. “So what? Do I have to ask for your permission? Did you ask for my permission when you slapped and kicked me again and again?”
“…”
“…”
After Niamh questioned them, Jon and Rose’s eyes were as wide as saucers.
The air around them plunged into silence. However, Jon and Rose were disturbed. Then, a storm started in their hearts.
“W-What did you say?” Rose pointed at Niamh with shaky fingers, her eyes filled with disbelief.
“What did I say? Don’t you know the human language?”
Niamh lowered her head to look at the horrified faces. Then, she narrowed her eyes, the flames of hatred in them piercing through them relentlessly.
“I treated you like my own parents. I willingly gave my Hematopoietic stem cells to Nevaeh to save her life, but what about you two? I never had any excessive expectations and thought you would thank me for what I did to Nevaeh, but I never expected you to bite the hand that fed you either!”
“…”
“…”
“I’ve never framed anyone. I’ve also never done anything that would harm you, but all of you worked together to harm and torture me again and again!
“I was in so much pain and you still kicked me in the chest. You turned a blind eye when I fell on the floor vomiting blood. You just left me there hanging on to dear life in the rain!”
Nevaeh listed out all of their crimes, her eyes looking malicious.
“You people don’t have the most basic humanity! You’re not human at all!”
After she said that, Jon and Rose’s brains finally registered what was going on.
Rose stared straight at Niamh, her eyes slowly widening from the shock.
“You… Niamh! You’re Niamh! You’re not Vera Quinn, you’re Niamh Delgado!”
Niamh lifted her brow. “That’s right. I’m that Niamh who you longed to kill every day.”
!!!
It felt like lightning had struck down on them. Rose and Jon’s eyes were about to fall from their heads.
“Y-You’re not dead!”
“The people who harmed me are still well and alive, so why would I die?”
“You…” Rose’s eyes were red from anger. “You’re still well and alive, you b*tch! No wonder you’ve been targeting Nevaeh the moment you arrived. Tell me, what do you want? Let me tell you, Nevaeh has Kendrick and the Montgomeries behind her back. If you dare to do anything impulsive, you’ll—”
“Aw, are you still dreaming?” Niamh chuckled and interrupted. “Do you still think Kendrick will help your precious angel? In regards to the Montgomeries, you should know very well who’s the real Miss Montgomery.”
“…”
Rose started to stammer as she could not find any comebacks.
She pushed Jon angrily. “What are you waiting for? Get her!”
Jon got up hurriedly to get a weapon to attack Niamh.
“You btch! Niamh, you btch! If we could push you to the verge of death back then, we can make you wish you were dead today too!”
Rose’s eyes were filled with hostility. When she saw Jon coming over with a knife, she endured the pain on her bottom and pounced at Niamh.
After Niamh dodged from her, she heard the familiar rumbling of a car engine outside.
It was almost time.
She stood there motionlessly. Jon thought Niamh was scared, so he used that opportunity to put the knife against Niamh’s neck.
“Don’t move!”
Bang!
A few seconds after Jon threatened her, the door was kicked open by someone.
Kendrick saw Jon holding the knife against Niamh’s neck and there was a cold tide behind his icy glare.
Niamh secretly smirked but still displayed a terrified expression. “Kendrick, save me. They want to kill me…”
“Damn it!”
Kendrick spat out these two words that were laced with murderous intent from his thin lips.
Jon trembled when his eyes met Kendrick’s icy ones. Before he could say anything, Kendrick ran over to him and kicked him away.
Kendrick pulled Niamh into his arms, his narrow eyes filled with worry.
“Vera, are you okay? Are you hurt?”
At this moment, the knife fell and stabbed into the back of Rose’s leg.
“Ouch!” Rose wailed in pain again. She lifted her head to see Kendrick holding Niamh with so much gentleness and worry. She forgot Nevaeh told her that Kendrick had been in love with Niamh the whole time. She blurted out in arrogance, “Kendrick, don’t trust this woman. She’s not Vera Quinn! She’s that b*tch, Niamh Delgado!”
“Kendrick, I’m telling the truth. That b*tch is Niamh!” Rose pointed at Niamh and shrieked through gritted teeth.
Jon chimed in, “Kendrick, my wife is telling the truth. Vera Quinn is that b*tch you despise the most, Niamh Delgado!”
“Shut up!” Kendrick’s tone was frigid, and there was a thick layer of frost in his eyes. “How dare you attack Vera to vent on Nevaeh? I will make you pay dearly for this.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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