Chapter 692


    Chapter 692 I Told You This Before


    Sylvie wiped her tears away and quietly said, “I love dancing, and I got to know Ste in a dancing studio. We became friends afterward. I''ve


    been to Ste''s house, and I''ve seen her mother. She told me that her mother hurt her head before, and had lost her memories. All she knew


    was that her mother was from Baykeep. One day, Ste called me. She told me to look for her family if Ie to Baykeep one day and that


    her family would be my mine too.”


    Sylvie could not help but begin crying at the mention of the past.


    Once she recollected herself again, she lifted her reddened eyes and turned toward Zayne at the side.


    “Zayne, I told you this before, didn''t I?”


    Herbert''s fourth son, Cyrus Zeigler, immediately turned to Zayne. He knew that his youngest son would not lie, so he asked, “Is she telling the


    truth?”


    Zayne never thought that everyone would suddenly be focusing on him, so he stiffened for a moment.


    Frankly, he felt pity for Sylvie after seeing her miserable state at the hospital the other time.


    However, what Genevieve had shown them today was making him think otherwise.


    As he let his eyes drift toward Sylvie, who had reddened eyes and a pale face, he wondered if he could still trust her.


    In the end, Zayne nodded with difficulty. “Yes.”


    “What happened to Ste?” Herbert urged. Truthfully, he could somewhat guess what happened to Ste, but he dared not continue down that


    line of thought.


    Sylvie''s lips parted. “S-She died...”


    That day, Herbert''s mood went up and down like a rollercoaster. His birthday celebration should have been a happy one, but he found out that


    the girl he had been doting on was an imposter and that his actual daughter and granddaughter were long gone.


    Devastated, Herbert found himself unable to take in the next breath. He scrunched up his face and copsed on the chair.


    “Dad!”


    “Grandpa!”


    The elderly man''s state scared everyone as they hurriedly ced him on the floor and began administering emergency treatment for him.


    At the same time, they pushed Sylvie, Genevieve, and Cooper out.


    Genevieve watched as the family doctor rushed over and kneeled beside Herbert. Her grip on her wheelchair tightened, and remorse appeared


    in her eyes.


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    Hurting him had not been her intention.


    Cooper put a hand on Genevieve''s shoulder and whispered, “Genev, you don''t need to me yourself for this. Even if this didn''t happen today,


    the things Sylvie did will still impact the Zeiglers.”


    In the meantime, Sylvie tried to run during the chaos.


    However, Cooper had stationed some of his men outside, and they caught her before she could get away.


    The doctor administered first aid to the elderly man for over half an hour before he finally saved him.


    When Yuvan realized that Genevieve and Cooper were still around, he walked over to them. At that moment, a rare grim look was on his face.


    “Ms. Rachford, if you knew that Sylvie isn''t my aunt''s daughter, you could''ve told us about it. We would''ve helped you out. My grandpa is


    already ill. Was the act of taking revenge on his birthday a satisfying one for you?”


    Genevieve pursed her lips.


    Cooper answered him instead, “You''ve seen how sly and how capable Sylvie was to twist the truth. This was my idea, and I just didn''t want


    her to get any chance to get out of this matter scot-free.”


    Yuvan scoffed and turned to Genevieve. “Ms. Rachford, I don''t think we should be friends anymore.”


    He then asked the housekeeper to escort Genevieve and Cooper out of thepound.


    Dark clouds gathered in the earlier clear sky. Not long after Genevieve and Cooper entered the car and left the Zeigler residence, it began


    pouring.


    The raindrops pitter-pattered on the car windows.


    Cooper sent Genevieve to the hotel before telling her to rest well. “I''ll deal with Sylvie.”


    Genevieve hummed in response.


    After leaving the hotel and entering his car, Cooper took out his phone to send a text message. The tips of his fingers were shaking, and the


    look in his eyes was a vicious one.


    Every time he thought about the recording, he wished he could kill Sylvie.


    Nevertheless, Sylvie had done countless horrible deeds. Killing her was far too easy on her.


    He had to let someone like her learn what it was like to be in a living hell. He wanted her to be filled with remorse and destion every


    second of every day, and he wanted everyone on the inte to forever remember how horrendous she was as a person.


    Right as Cooper was done editing his message and was about to send it out, a call came through.


    A few seconds of silenceter, he picked it up. “Hello?”


    The car was in dead silence, and it was as if Cooper was sitting in the depths of an icy hell, for even his bones shuddered as he listened to the


    voice on the other end of the line.


    The colors on his face had all drained away.