Chapter 542
Chapter 542
“What the heck? Beverly was snatched up by Evadne and Thaddeus?”
In the bedroom, Matthew had his reluctant wife, Elva, pinned down on the bed, savagely ripping off her
nightgown, ready to fulfill this week’s “duty.”
Ever since Avery climbed to the top and became the apple of their father’s eye, Matthew’s stress
skyrocketed. Now, whenever he had the energy, he would force Elva into bed with him, all for the sake
of getting her pregnant with the Chambers Group’s heir as quickly as possible.
His father was all about legacy, loved a big bustling family. Being the eldest son, if he could produce
the first grandson, he’d have éven more security within the family, an extra chip over Avery!
But, just as he was about to get down to business, an urgent phone call deted him on the spot,
causing him to end hurriedly! “Are you sure? That couple took the girl away?” Matthew rolled out of bed
in his birthday suit, scrambling to pull on his pants in a panic, as if he’d been caught in the act.
“Our eyes on the ground report that it was Thaddeus’s secretary Gordon who picked up Beverly. No
one else could’ve done it!” The secretary’s voice wasced with urgency, “And they said Beverly didn’t
look like she was forced, she seemed to go willingly! Mr. Chambers, you don’t think the girl’s had a
change of heart, nning to testify, do you?”
“What do you want me to say? Do I look like I’ve got a psychic hotline to her gut? Sheesh!”
Matthew bellowed in anger, his polished public facade crumbling away, scaring Elva into a shiver.
“What’s the n, Mr. Chambers?”
Matthew cinched his belt with a vicious re, “That Beverly, whether she’s switched sides or not, she’s
a liability we can’t afford to keep!”
Elva’s eyes widened in fear, her hands clutching the sheets tighter.
The secretary sought confirmation, “You mean take her out?”
“She’s with that evil couple right now, so let’s not spook the horses just yet. We don’t want to draw their
attention. It’ll make it harder to make a move.”
Matthew moved to the window, his voice low and dangerous, “Wait until she’s back on her own turf,
then find the right moment to act within the next couple of days. The sooner, the better.”
“Got it.”
“And don’t use our own
Matthew’s lips twisted with malice, “Let’s keep it clean. Whoever’s mess it is, they clean it up.”
The call ended, and his mood for love had vanished. He dressed in haste and headed for the door.
“Matthew.” Elva’s voice was timid as she tried to stop him.
“What now?” Matthew snapped, not even giving her a nce.
Their marriage was a political arrangement, the emotional foundation weat
and her family’s declining influence, he cared even less for her.
Elva’s voice trembled, torn by her emotions, “Matthew, maybe just let it go.”
With Elva failing to bear him a child over the years,
Matthew’s brow furrowed as he stared at her, “Let it go? What are you babbling about?”
“That girl, just spare her. She’s already suffered enough.”
Before she could finish, Matthew’s hand flew across her face in a p!
“How many times have I told you? Don’t ask, don’t meddle in my business! Now you’re sympathizing
with some lowlife, challenging me? Everything I do is for the Chambers family!”
Elva was left reeling, a buzzing in her ears.
She hurriedly corrected herself, her voice shaky, “No, not sympathy. I’m just thinking of your best
interest. Having blood on your hands isn’t a good look, and if the cops trace it back to you, even without
direct evidence, it could tarnish your reputation. And if Avery uses this against you, it could shake your
standing in thepany. Besides, you don’t need to dirty your hands for Byron’s sake.”
Matthew’s anger subsided slightly, a sneer forming, “You think I’m so foolish as to not cover my tracks?
Such naive thoughts from a foolish woman. I’m helping Byron to curry favor with Dad. Can’t you see
the obvious benefits? And who said I’ve got blood on my hands? They’re clean as a whistle. No
investigation will trace back to me.”
His gaze threatened her as he gripped her jaw, “Elva, we’re married. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to
disappoint your politically retired dad or your brother by spilling secrets, right?”
Through tears, Elva nodded.
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For safety, Evadne and Thaddeus took Beverly to their home in Elmsworth.
The grand, tasteful vi and the serene, mirror–likeke in the backyard left the modest girl utterly
awestruck. She had imagined the nome of wealthy elites to bevish beyond measure, but never
expected this warm, stylish subtlety, exuding unattainable elegance in every low–key detail.
“Beverly, make yourself at home,” Evadne said, not disturbing Alva but instead personally bringing over
freshly cut fruit.
Beverly sat stiffly on the sofa, her limbs bound by invisible cords, shrinking into a pitiful ball.
“Juice? Tea? Coffee? I’ll make you some,” offered Thaddeus, his expression reserved but his voice
gentle.
Beverly nced between Evadne and Thaddeus, and suddenly, unable to hold it in any longer, she
burst into tears.
Her pretty face streamed with tears that plopped onto her clenched hands resting on her knees.
“Ms. Higgins, please, don’t cry,” Gordon fumbled with a bunch of tissues, thrusting them toward her.
Watching her frail back hunched and shaking as if she couldn’t catch her breath, he hadn’t seen
someone cry so hysterically in a long time, and it tugged at his heartstrings.
Despite her unrestrained sobbing, her genuine vulnerability was undeniably touching.
“Evadne, did I scare her?” Thaddeus froze in ce, his eyes betraying a frantic concern as he gazed
upon Evadne.
“Oh, lighten up, Thad. You’ve got that look again, like someone stiffed you on a multi–million–dor
deal,” Evadne teased, unable to resist poking fun at him.
Thaddeus frowned and turned to Gordon for confirmation. Was his expression really that off–putting?
Gordon nodded, affirming without a doubt. Thaddeus’s gloomy face was his characteristic.
Evadne moved to sit beside Beverly, gently wiping away her tears and blowing her nose with the kind
of tender care one reserves for a sister.
“Honey, just let it all out. You’ll feel better,” she said, not pressing for reasons, unwilling to add any
psychological pressure.
“I just didn’t expect that you all would be so kind to me.”
Beverly’s eyes, swollen from crying, struggled to articte her gratitude. “I know it’s because I can
testify against Byron. But thank you for respecting me.”
The fragmented words and tear–streaked face of the young girl left Evadne and Thaddeus feeling as if
a cruel hand had seized their throats, choking the breath from them.
Gordon’s brow was furrowed with a mixture of anger and restraint, as he struggled to keep his
emotions in check.
Seventeen years of life, yet her soul bore scars so deep, they may never fully heal.
This was Byron’s doing.
If he didn’t belong in hell, then who did?
“Sweetheart, our kindness and respect for you isn’t because you’re a witness. Every decent girl in this
world deserves that respect.”
Evadne pulled the sobbing girl into her arms, her own eyes brimming with tears. “Tragedy brought us
together. But believe me, I won’t let it happen again.”
Beverly’s sobs subsided as she sipped the warm cocoa Thaddeus had brought her, and her emotions
began to calm.
“Have you made your decision?” Evadne asked, her voice filled with earnest concern. “Once you step
forward, there’s no turning back. It’s a full–on battle with the Chambers Group. Thad and I will do
everything to protect you, but it will inevitably affect you and your mom’s life.”
“If you feel pressured, or if this decision was made in haste, then I suggest.”
“Ms. Evadne, do you know who gave me the courage to face all this?” Beverly interrupted, her tear–
stained face now resolute.
“Your sister, Nydia.”
“Ah, Nydia?” Evadne’s eyes widened, her heartbeat skipping a beat.
But Thaddeus remainedposed as if he had anticipated Nydia’s unequivocal support.
Girls understand girls best.
“Nydia’s bravery moved me.”
Beverly was young, but her maturity was beyond her years. “Some might think Nydia spoke out
because she’s a tycoon’s daughter and isn’t afraid of bacsh. But I know the pressure she’s under is
even greater than ours. This will impact her future significantly. We might be forgotten, but her scars
will be a stigma, constantly mentioned and reopened by others. I saw hér live broadcast, and I
cried from the beginning to the end. I cried that I was unfortunate, but I was even more ashamed of my
cowardice. So I want to stand up and support Nydia and help myself.”
It was so clear–minded and admirable.
Gordon’s breathing became heavy, and his heart was filled with shame as he stared deeply at the
young girl.
Before seeing her, he thought that this girl from a poor background had more thoughts and just sought
refuge with Mr. Abernathy and Mrs. Abernathy.
But after hearing these heartfelt words, Gordon only felt that he was narrow–minded, vulgar and
shallow. Compared with this intelligent and sober girl, he was really a rotten stone stuck with smelly
mud.
“It’s really great that you can think that way.”
With tears in her eyes, Evadne hugged her again. “If I have the chance in the future, I will introduce you
and my sister. You will be very good friends.”
That night, Beverlypletely recounted how Byron abused and tortured her without reservation.
Her father died young and her family was poor. In order to support her to go to school, her mother
worked three jobs, almost every day until early morning. She was even so tired that she had a
nosebleed and was reluctant to go to the hospital for a physical examination.
Later, when she grew up, she managed to stay up until she was 17 years old and could secretly work
to supplement her family. Only then did her mother have a regr routine every day.
Once she applied by chance, because of her outstanding appearance, she entered a top club as a
night waiter. Although she was tired, her ie was really considerable for a student.
“I thought that as long as I worked hard and stayed there, I could gradually improve my poor living
conditions with my mother. However, I was too naive.”
Beverly closed her eyes that were filled with tears of remorse, and the image of that night when she
was forcibly dragged into the bathroom of the box by Byron, violently oppressed against the wall, and
savagely crashed into her body resurfaced in her mind.
The man’s disgusting foulnguage would still devastate her spirit to this day, and she would be
awakened by nightmares almost every night.
Afterwards, Byron found out that it was the first time for her and even mocked her.
– “Being fucked by me, you will find this night is worth your recollection.”
“It turns out that I, like the other girls, have been secretly marked with a price since the day I was
chosen. I have be the ything of those plutocrats.”
That night, Byron, who was hunting on the second floor, overlooked the colorful dance floor through the
ss window.
With a nce, he noticed Beverly, who was opening wine for the guests.
“That girl is mine tonight.”
The painful memories ended.
Beverly only felt as if her entire soul had been pulled away. She leaned powerlessly in Evadne’s arms,
like a tear nd copsing, and tears filled with despair wet her cheeks.
The victim had used all her strength just to live.
But the perpetrator could live brightly as if nothing had happened.
This world was so unfair!
Thaddeus listened intently, his stoic demeanor hiding a tempest of rage.
Gordon, ever the one to y it cool, turned his back to hide the pain that glinted in the corner of his
eyes, swiftly wiping away his uncontroble tears.
“Beverly, this isn’t over, not by a long shot.”
Evadne’s voice was hoarse with a hatred that cut to the bone, a promise etched in every tear she shed,
“The Chambers Group are nothing but vultures and vermin, and I’ll help you take them down. If they
think they can cover the sun with one hand, shrouded in- darkness, then I’ll help you tear them apart.
You’re not alone in this fight.”