Chapter 127


    Chapter 127


    As Grace listened to the low roar from inside, her palms clenched tighter and tighter.


    But when she looked at Eleven, her expression remained icy cold without a hint of warmth. “Do you


    think I’ve gone too far?”


    Eleven immediately knelt down. “That’s not what I meant, Miss. It’s only fair for you to return the pain


    after the medicine you tookst night. But I know that you don’t really want to kill Mr. Fallen.” Hearing


    his words, Grace felt a little relieved herself.


    After some thought, she looked at Seventeen. “Go to the old house and bring Yvonne here. Move


    quickly.”


    “Yes, Miss.” Seventeen quickly set off.


    The remaining people stood by the door of the basement, listening to the increasingly intense low roars


    and struggles, on the brink of despair. Even the tall and burly bodyguards could hardly bear it, feeling


    that it was a cruel torture for their ears as well.


    Another ten minutes passed, and Grace finally gave an order.


    “Open the door and bring a bucket of ice water from the refrigerator to help cool him down.”


    The bodyguards were initially taken aback, but they obediently followed Grace’s instructions and


    fetched some ice cubes and a bucket of water to mix.


    Creak


    The door to the basement opened, and a faint light seeped in, elongating the shadow of Edgar in the


    middle. Edgary curled up on the floor, resembling a baby in its mother’s womb.


    The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, his hair dampened by perspiration, hanging over his


    forehead, like a wounded and helplessrge dog. In this past hour, he had struggled to the point of


    exhaustion. His body was trembling violently and his face was frighteningly red


    Feeling the ring light on his eyelids, he struggled to lift his eyes. In the blur, he saw a slender and


    familiar figure against the backlight,


    Almost without thinking, he trembled and reached out his hand, his eyes filled with longing as he


    uttered h oa rse ly, “Grace… I… I feel.. so… ufortable…”


    He felt sorry for causing her so much difort from the drugst night. Today, he had returned it to


    her. Would she feel a little better in her heart?


    Could it offset some of the disgust she felt towards him?


    His hand trembled violently, stubbornly wanting to touch that figure. It seemed so close, as if he could


    reach out and touch it with a single hand. But it also felt distant, like there was an insurmountable


    barrier between the two of th


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    Because of the backlight, he couldn’t see Grace’s expression, but he could sense the coldness


    emanating from her. That intense coldness made his heart ache sharply, even more unbearable than


    the onset of the medicine.


    Grace quietly watched him from a distance, motionless.


    Since Edgar opened his eyes, his gaze had never left her. Her pupils trembled slightly, but she didn’t


    say a word. And Edgar continued to wait, waiting for even a single word ofpassion from her.


    However, what came was Eighteen pouring the mixed ice and water over his head.


    His originally feverish body couldn’t bear the sudden and drastic temperature difference. The bucket of


    freezing water drenched him to the bone, causing him to tremble even harder. His teeth chattered, and


    his consciousness uncontrobly began to fade.


    “Eighteen, who told you to pour it directly on his head!”


    Grace’s hand gripping the armrest tightened abruptly.


    “Huh? Wasn’t that what Miss originally instructed?!”


    Eighteen was bewildered by her sudden anger. His hand trembled, and the remaining half-bucket of


    water identally poured all at once on Edgar. The immense impact caused Edgar to cough violently.


    The heart-wrenching cough echoed in the basement, as if his lungs were about to be coughed up.


    sounding extremely frightening.


    Grace was infuriated by Eighteen’s ipetence. Just as she was about to get up and check on


    Edgar’s condition, a woman’s scream suddenly came from behind her.


    “Ah! Edgar! My Edgar!”


    Hearing this voice, Grace’s hand, which had been tightly gripping the armrest, loosened. She sat back


    steadily in her chair, her face returning to its usual cold and aloof expression.


    Yvonne was originally lying in the private ward of the old mansion with a cast on her leg.


    When Seventeen came looking for her, his face looked very unpleasant. Yvonne knew immediately that


    it wouldn’t be good news. She pretended to be pitiful and refused toe, but in the end, she was


    forcibly dragged over by Seventeen.


    As soon as she saw her son in the basement, barely clinging to life after being tortured, Yvonne


    couldn’t care less about pretending to beme. She stepped on her casted leg and ran to him as fast


    as she could. She threw herself down beside Edgar, feeling her son’s body devoid of any warmth, and


    trembling uncontrobly. She panicked.


    “Where’s the doctor? Go find a doctor! My son is dying! He can’t die, he can’t!”


    Yvonne, who had been proud for most of her life, cried uncontrobly in front of Grace, disregarding her


    image. “Grace, I beg you! Save him, he hasn’t done anything wrong. Why are you treating him like


    this? They say a hundred days of kindness for a day of marriage. Why are you so cruel?”


    A hundred days of kindness for a day of marriage?


    Grace sneered and said, “In all the years I’ve been married into the Fallen family, I haven’t felt even the


    slightest bit of kindness. They also say that a daughter-inw is like a half daughter, but you not only


    didn’t treat me as a daughter, you even said that I’m not even as good as your pet dog. Now that you


    see your most beloved son being tormented by the woman you despise the most, how do you


    feel?


    Yvonne paused for two seconds, then suddenly burst into despairing s obs.


    “I feel terrible! I’m so ufortable that my heart is suffocating. It’s all my fault, I was mean to you. but


    my son is innocent. Please save him, Grace! I’m begging you!”


    Grace sighed, expressing her helplessness. “I can’t save him, only you can save him.”


    Yvonne stopped crying and stared nkly for a few seconds. “What do you mean?”


    “The reason why Edgar ended up like this is because he put something you gave him into my coffee,


    and you…”


    Before she could finish, Yvonne hastily shouted, “No! It’s not true! It has nothing to do with him! T


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    suggested it to him, but he rejected me. I secretly gave it to him when he wasn’t paying attention!


    Really, it has nothing to do with him! He doesn’t know! I swear!”


    “Oh? Is that so?”


    Grace stood up, walked up to Yvonne, and looked down at her condescendingly. She asked, “Then


    who gave you the medicine? Who helped youe up with the idea of faking an illness?”


    Yvonne froze and didn’t answer.


    Grace smiled. “With your intelligence, the most you can think of is to make the best of a bad situation.


    The person who instigated you to cause so much trouble wants to sit back and watch the show. You’ve


    been used, and you didn’t even realize it. Truly foolish.”


    Yvonne had never been scolded like this before, but this time, she felt that Grace was right.


    “You’re right, I’ve really been used! It’s that old thing, Greg. He said that as long as I could make Edgar


    reconcile with you again, he would…”


    “Returning to the way it was before in the Fallen family, I shouldn’t have believed his nonsense!”.


    Greg Fallen?


    As expected, it was that old fox.


    At his age, he still resorted to such despicable tactics. Truly shameless.


    Yvonne continued crying while holding onto Edgar. “Wuwu, Grace, he’s getting colder and colder.


    Please save him! He’s my everything, he can’t be in danger!”


    Grace’s expression softened slightly as she looked at the desperate Yvonne. She sighed and said,


    “Yvonne, it’s not that I don’t want to save him, but I can’t. The poison has spread too far, and it’s


    beyond my abilities to cure him. Only Greg might have the antidote.”


    Yvonne’s crying became even more intense upon hearing this. “Then go find him! You must save my


    son! I don’t care what you do, just save him!”


    Grace shook her head. “Finding Greg won’t be easy. He’s cun ning and elusive. Besides, even if we


    find him, there’s no guarantee that he’ll give us the antidote. He might have his own conditions and


    demands.”


    Yvonne grabbed onto Grace’s arm, her voice trembling. “Please, Grace, I beg you. I will do anything,


    just save my son. I can’t bear to lose him.”


    Grace looked at Yvonne, her eyes showing a mix of sympathy and indifference. “Yvonne, do you know


    the price of saving him? Are you willing to pay that price?’


    Yvonne’s eyes widened, filled with desperation. “I’ll do anything! Just tell me what to do!”


    Grace’s gaze turned cold. “If you want me to save him, then you have to leave the Fallen family and cut


    off all ties with Greg. You must sever any connection you have with him and promise to never be used


    by him again.”


    Yvonne hesitated for a moment. She knew that if she agreed to Grace’s conditions, her life would


    changepletely. But her love for her son was greater than any attachment she had to the Fallen


    family.


    “I… I agree,” Yvonne said with determination. “I’ll do whatever it takes to save my son.”


    Grace nodded, her expression serious. “Then we have a deal. Once your son is saved, you will leave


    this ce and start a new life far away from the Fallen family.”


    Yvonne nodded, tears still streaming down her face. “Thank you, Grace. Thank you for giving me at


    chance to save my son.


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    Grace didn’t respond, her gaze focused on Edgar’s frail figure. She knew that the road ahead would be


    difficult, but she was determined to do everything in her power to save him.