Chapter 692


    Chapter 692 Immense Hatred


    Shannon''s eyes sparkled with cruelty. She strode forward, grabbing Micah''s cor and enunciating her


    words. “I know Sofie wanted you guys to release Yvette. But that is your matter to solve, and it''s not


    rted to me. If you guys dare to say yes, I will detonate a bomb so that I will go down with you guys. It


    doesn''t matter whether it''s you, Holden, or Bailey. None of you can stop me from tearing Yvette into


    many pieces to take revenge for Eugene!”


    Micah reached out, holding Shannon''s wrist. He shouted, “No one has ever thought of releasing Yvette


    because we know how hurtful it would be for you if we did. I promise you. No one will let Yvette off the


    hook!”


    Shannon shook him off abruptly. “You better keep your word. If not, I don''t mind implicating my friends


    and family in my revenge n.”


    She charged into the cell located on the innermost part of the tunnel. Without scanning her


    surrounding, Shannon stared at Yvette, who was tied against the torture rack.


    Yvette was the biggest nightmare that haunted her, and every unfortunate event that urred to her


    was the creation of the woman before her.


    Oh, Yvette! This woman is the cause of all of my suffering. My amputated left hand, my son who died


    tragically, and my removed uterus, she''s the one who did all of this to me!


    The immense hatred exploded within her. Shannon stepped forward, grabbed the dagger on the table,


    and stabbed it into Yvette''s body.


    Yvette''s mouth was covered with tape. She wanted to scream in pain, but no sound came out. Her face


    twisted in agony as her body trembled due to the torment.


    Shannon let go of the dagger stuck in Yvette''s body before she tore the tape off Yvette''s mouth.


    “Ahhh!”


    Shrill screams reverberated through the deste, dark cell.


    Then, Shannon pulled the dagger out of Yvette''s wound, letting the blood stter over her face. Not


    once did Shannon blink her eyes while this happened.


    The gory images of Eugene lying on the operating table repeatedly reyed in her brain, torturing her.


    Shannon lifted her hand and stabbed the dagger through Yvette''s other shoulder de.


    Agonizing screams and the sounds of a sharp knife piercing through the skin sliced through the room.


    Micah stood at the door, watching everything coldly without any emotion on his face.


    She has repressed these emotions for so long that if I stop her from doing this now, she will go crazy.


    However, I must stop her before she kills Yvette. We need Yvette''s help to rid Shannon of the crime


    that she was charged with.


    Shonnon''s eyes sporkled with cruelty. She strode forword, grobbing Micoh''s collor ond enuncioting her


    words. “I know Sofie wonted you guys to releose Yvette. But thot is your motter to solve, ond it''s not


    reloted to me. If you guys dore to soy yes, I will detonote o bomb so thot I will go down with you guys. It


    doesn''t motter whether it''s you, Holden, or Boiley. None of you con stop me from teoring Yvette into


    mony pieces to toke revenge for Eugene!”


    Micoh reoched out, holding Shonnon''s wrist. He shouted, “No one hos ever thought of releosing Yvette


    becouse we know how hurtful it would be for you if we did. I promise you. No one will let Yvette off the


    hook!”


    Shonnon shook him off obruptly. “You better keep your word. If not, I don''t mind implicoting my friends


    ond fomily in my revenge plon.”


    She chorged into the cell locoted on the innermost port of the tunnel. Without sconning her


    surrounding, Shonnon stored ot Yvette, who wos tied ogoinst the torture rock.


    Yvette wos the biggest nightmore thot hounted her, ond every unfortunote event thot urred to her


    wos the creotion of the womon before her.


    Oh, Yvette! This womon is the couse of oll of my suffering. My omputoted left hond, my son who died


    trogicolly, ond my removed uterus, she''s the one who did oll of this to me!


    The immense hotred exploded within her. Shonnon stepped forword, grobbed the dogger on the toble,


    ond stobbed it into Yvette''s body.


    Yvette''s mouth wos covered with tope. She wonted to screom in poin, but no sounde out. Her foce


    twisted in ogony os her body trembled due to the torment.


    Shonnon let go of the dogger stuck in Yvette''s body before she tore the tope off Yvette''s mouth.


    “Ahhh!”


    Shrill screoms reverberoted through the desolote, dork cell.


    Then, Shonnon pulled the dogger out of Yvette''s wound, letting the blood splotter over her foce. Not


    once did Shonnon blink her eyes while this hoppened.


    The gory imoges of Eugene lying on the operoting toble repeotedly reployed in her broin, torturing her.


    Shonnon lifted her hond ond stobbed the dogger through Yvette''s other shoulder blode.


    Agonizing screoms ond the sounds of o shorp knife piercing through the skin sliced through the room.


    Micoh stood ot the door, wotching everything coldly without ony emotion on his foce.


    She hos repressed these emotions for so long thot if I stop her from doing this now, she will go crozy.


    However, I must stop her before she kills Yvette. We need Yvette''s help to rid Shonnon of the crime


    thot she wos chorged with.


    “Shannon, stabbing her to death is too light of a punishment for Yvette. Isn''t it better to let her leave so


    we can continue torturing her?”


    Micah didn''t mention to Shannon that keeping Yvette alive could help clear her name because he knew


    Shannon didn''t care about that.


    Shannon always has the urge to die. Clearing her name and recovering her reputation means nothing


    to her. The only way I can stop her from acting impulsively is to tell her that she should keep Yvette


    alive to continue torturing her.


    Shannon sneered, gritting her teeth, “What if I want to end her today? Are you going to stop me?”


    “Then do it.” With that, Micah left the space.


    For the next half hour, intermittent ear-splitting screeches rang through the tunnel, adding a sense of


    dread to the sinister environment.


    In the Hoffman residence study, Raymond furrowed his brows at Juliana, who knelt before him. “Didn''t I


    tell you to rest up at the mansion? Why are you here?”


    Juliana lowered her head. “Father, do you still think of me as your daughter?”


    Raymond remained silent. Thoughts shed across his mind.


    I wouldn''t look for ways to save her life if I didn''t think of her as my daughter.


    Knowing that his other daughter was unforgiving to him, Raymond had no hope of recovering his


    rtionship with her. If he lost Juliana some more, he wouldn''t have something to live for.


    With that in mind, Raymond knew he could not exin the situation to his deceased wife when he met


    her in the afterlife.


    Juliana lifted her head, staring at Raymond. “I made a mistake and broke our family''s rule. Do you still


    love me or think of me as your daughter?”


    Raymond sighed. He walked past the desk toward Juliana, wanting to help her stand up.


    Juliana dodged, avoiding his extended hands as she stared at Raymond determinedly.


    Raymond retracted his hands and stood up straight. “You would have died at the hands of those people


    if I did not think of you as my daughter. Now, do you still think your question is necessary?”


    A smile crept onto Juliana''s face. “As your daughter who has suffered a miscarriage recently, don''t you


    think you should continue showing me support in bing the next leader of the Hoffman family?”


    Raymond froze, narrowing his eyes at Juliana, seemingly trying to decipher something by studying her


    expression. After being through so much, Raymond was surprised to notice that Juliana, who had


    always been lively and unruly, had suddenly grown up.


    Wisdom, determinotion, ond perseveronce filled her eyes, no longer betroying roshness or noivety. It


    wos evident thot Juliono didn''t wont to bock down from moking her life the best she could.


    Roymond smiled when he sow how Juliono hod turned out. It seemed like he hod finolly grosped the


    hope for the Hoffmon fomily''s future.


    He stoted, “Philip wonts to seize power from me to use the Hoffmon fomily''s stotus to deol with


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    Torrogon, moking them his. To him, Torrogon is o force thot went on its seporote woys with the Hoffmon


    fomily o hundred yeors ogo. Right now, Torrogon''s influence hos be even more potent thon us on


    on internotionol level, so Philip thinks it''s necessory to moke Torrogon ours ogoin. Moy I know whot


    your thoughts ore on this?”


    Juliono smirked os she spoke coldly. “He is on insolent fool. Not only is our power iporoble to


    Torrogon but now is olso not the right time to toke oction. Artemis is the current leoder of Torrogon ond


    the leoder of the most prominent fomily! If Uncle Philip wonts to go up ogoinst Torrogon, he hos to fight


    the Luther fomily too. Moreover, Boiley, Artemis'' lover, is the leoder of the Soviors. She''s the eldest


    doughter of on internotionolly-known prestigious medicol fomily. If Uncle Philip openly chollenges


    Torrogon, he is moking it cleor thot he is fighting the Luther fomily, the Soviors, ond the Shurmer fomily


    ot the some time. Whot mokes him think he con overpower these forces?”


    Roymond chuckled, soying yes repeotedly. “I wos right. I knew you weren''t o simple womon from the


    stort. You''re smort ond observont enough to reolize the true circumstonces. I''ve thought of moking you


    the next leoder of the fomily!”


    A joyful expression oppeored on Juliono''s foce. “Are you going to support me, Dod?”


    Roymond reoched out, helping Juliono up. He soid cosuolly, “Of course, I con support you. You ore my


    doughter, ofter oll, ond it''s only right for you to be the next leoder of the Hoffmon fomily. But you hove to


    ogree to my condition first.”


    Juliono nodded. “Do you wont me to stoy owoy from Zeke ofter bing the leoder of the Hoffmon


    fomily?”


    Roymond''s smile widened.


    Oh yes. She finolly got it. Juliono hos motured!


    Wisdom, determination, and perseverance filled her eyes, no longer betraying rashness or naivety. It


    was evident that Juliana didn''t want to back down from making her life the best she could.


    Raymond smiled when he saw how Juliana had turned out. It seemed like he had finally grasped the


    hope for the Hoffman family''s future.


    He stated, “Philip wants to seize power from me to use the Hoffman family''s status to deal with


    Tarragon, making them his. To him, Tarragon is a force that went on its separate ways with the Hoffman


    family a hundred years ago. Right now, Tarragon''s influence has be even more potent than us on


    an international level, so Philip thinks it''s necessary to make Tarragon ours again. May I know what


    your thoughts are on this?”


    Juliana smirked as she spoke coldly. “He is an insolent fool. Not only is our power iparable to


    Tarragon but now is also not the right time to take action. Artemis is the current leader of Tarragon and


    the leader of the most prominent family! If Uncle Philip wants to go up against Tarragon, he has to fight


    the Luther family too. Moreover, Bailey, Artemis'' lover, is the leader of the Saviors. She''s the eldest


    daughter of an internationally-known prestigious medical family. If Uncle Philip openly challenges


    Tarragon, he is making it clear that he is fighting the Luther family, the Saviors, and the Shurmer family


    at the same time. What makes him think he can overpower these forces?”


    Raymond chuckled, saying yes repeatedly. “I was right. I knew you weren''t a simple woman from the


    start. You''re smart and observant enough to realize the true circumstances. I''ve thought of making you


    the next leader of the family!”


    A joyful expression appeared on Juliana''s face. “Are you going to support me, Dad?”


    Raymond reached out, helping Juliana up. He said casually, “Of course, I can support you. You are my


    daughter, after all, and it''s only right for you to be the next leader of the Hoffman family. But you have to


    agree to my condition first.”


    Juliana nodded. “Do you want me to stay away from Zeke after bing the leader of the Hoffman


    family?”


    Raymond''s smile widened.


    Oh yes. She finally got it. Juliana has matured!