Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 136

It seemed like he was incredibly tired last night; now he’s fast asleep, Sylvia gazed at him for a moment.

Seeing the faint palm print and slight swelling on his left cheek, the traces of blood at the corner of his mouth

untouched, he looked just as miserable as she did, if not worse.

Although she had exhausted herself last night and couldn't remember what happened afterwards, hated on the

current situation, Edgar probably didn’t do anything to her.

She pursed her lips and suddenly tasted a hint of sweetness in her mouth. Was it the taste of glucose?

He was the one who put the drug in her coffee, along with the medicine. Now he’s pretending to be a good

person.

Heh.

A bone-chilling coldness filled Sylvia's eyes. Putting on a self-directed and self-performed act for her? Just

wait!

She stepped out of the bathtub, quietly left the bathroom without waking him up.

Edgar was awakened by the intense pain on his back.

He had been leaning against the edge of the bathtub in such a posture that his arm was almost dislocated from

sleeping.

Last night, he was busy helping Sylvia reduce her fever and forgot to apply medicine to himself. He accidentally

bumped into the sharp corner of the bed, and his back was probably more swollen now.

He sighed, propped himself up, and sat up, only to find that the person in the bathtub was gone!

How did she wake up? He had no idea at all. It seemed that the effectiveness of this 023 special drug indeed

reduced his sensitivity quite a bit.

He got up, walked to the sink, and cleaned the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth in front of the mirror.

Then he went downstairs to find Sylvia.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely heavy.

Sylvia sat on the sofa with her hands folded in front of her chest, her expression cold and fierce.

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Seventeen, and Eighteen, the four bodyguards, stood behind the sofa in an orderly manner, their expressions

equally grim, like vengeful ghosts.

As soon as Edgar cdownstairs, he saw this terrifying scene and knew that what had to cwould

eventually come. He walked heavily towards them, stopped in front of Sylvia across the coffee table.

Sylvia raised her cold gaze to meet his, but said nothing.

Seventeen, standing behind her, was the first to point at the two packets of coffee sugar on the table and said,

“Mr. Fallen, last night the young lady asked you to make coffee. You did make coffee, but you added something

disgusting to it. Isn't that going too far? We found another packet of coffee sugar containing drug in your room.

How do you explain this?”

Edgar stared at Sylvia without shifting his gaze and explained, “It’s true that | put the coffee sugar packets on

the tray and served them to you. | won't deny that. However, | had no prior knowledge of the drug being

involved.”

Sylvia slightly curved her lips, a sarcastic look in her eyes. Are these two casually spoken sentences supposed to

be convincing?

Edgar knew deep down that she wouldn't believe him at all. Still, he couldn't help but try again, “Last night, |

said | wouldn't deceive or manipulate you anymore. | kept my word. Can you... trustthis

time?”

Sylvia chuckled.

“When Nancy drugged you before, you sneaked into my room late at night, and the next day, you suspected it

was me. Do you think you deserve an explanation from me? If | hadn't presented the evidence to you, would you

believe me?”

He knew it. This was an insurmountable obstacle. Edgar tightly pursed his lips, unable to respond.

Sylvia continued, “Last night, you promised not to deceiveanymore, yet you immediately drugged me. You

made the coffee this time, and you were the first one to rush in after | mistakenly consumed it. Can you honestly

say you have nothing to do with it?”

“Actually, if the one-year agreement has been too difficult for you, | can give you a fair chance to compete.

Maybe you can snatch the Fallen family and the ancestral house back from me.”

Her voice paused, and her expression suddenly turned cold and stern. “But unfortunately, you seer enjoy using

such despicable means. Well, I'm sorry to say, | hate deception the most!”

Edgar anticipated this outcand smiled bitterly. “What do you want to do?”

“It’s simple.”

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Sylvia lifted the corner of her lips, gently raised her hand, and immediately Seventeen brought a glass of warm

water from the kitchen, placing it on the coffee table.

She said, “I know that your drug packets were given to you by Yvonne when you went to the ancestral house.

There are still two coffee sugar packets on the table that were taken from your room. After testing, one packet

contains drug, and the other is genuine sugar. Between you and her, you choose one to be the

mastermind.”

Edgar furrowed his brows, lowered his head, and looked at the sugar packets on the coffee table without saying a

word.

Sylvia continued, “If you can choose the sugar from this fifty-fifty chance, then I'll believe that you were just an

accomplice or that you were deceived by Yvonne's manipulation. | will let you go.”

“Make your choice, Young Master Fallen.”

Her final four words dripped with irony.

Edgar stood still, continuously staring at her, trying to find any other emotions in her eyes. Unfortunately,

there were none.

Well, wasn't it his own fault for not being trusted by her?

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, walked to the coffee table, and took the two coffee sugar packets in his hands to

examine them for a while.

Under the gaze of everyone present, he tore open both sugar packets and poured them into the glass of warm

water, shaking it evenly. Then, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

“Mr. Fallen, you!”

Eleven, who believed in him more, was shocked to see him drink both packets. Miss Sylvia only had half a cup of

coffee with the drug last night, and she felt so uncomfortable. This is the strongest M drug on the

black market.

He drank the entire packet. Was he really throwing caution to the wind?

Miss Sylvia just asked him to choose, and there was still a fifty percent chance of getting it right! He really lacks

common sense!

“Very well, | respect Mr. Fallen’s choice.”

Sylvia's face also turned dark. “Seventeen, Eighteen, take Mr. Fallen to the basement.”

“Yes.”

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Seventeen and Eighteen were about to step forward and press on Edgar's shoulder.

Edgar refused. “No need, I'll go by myself.”

After saying that, he walked towards the basement, and Sylvia's group followed him to the entrance of

the basement.

Seeing him go in alone, his departing figure looked somewhat desolate.

A bodyguard brought a chair for Sylvia, and she sat down in front of the basement steps, waiting for the drug to

take effect.

The basement was spacious, as Sylvia had just moved in, so there weren't many things there. Before the

bodyguards closed the door, they didn’t leave any lights for Edgar.

He was alone in the darkness. After only five minutes, he gradually felt his body heating up. The onset was really

fast. The effect of this drug was much stronger than the night before their divorce.

At first, he could still stand, but as twent on, the burning sensation that rose from his chest grew stronger.

He finally understood why Sylvia curled up under the table when he found her last night.

Because this drug was truly unbearable. If he didn’t release it, it felt like his heart would be devoured by that

fiery sensation. He endured for half an hour, drenched in sweat, feeling like he had been pulled out of water. His

body was scorching hot, and that nameless fire was slowly eroding his sanity.

Outside the door, Sylvia sat quietly, clutching her palms tightly, her face expressionless.

Several bodyguards stood behind her, listening to the complete silence in the basement, gradually hearing

someone's heavy breathing.

After nearly an hour, a wild and heart-wrenching roar suddenly echoed from inside.

Everyone outside the door was startled.

That was an entire packet of drugs!

If he didn’t get relief soon, the pain would be unbearable!

Eleven couldn't bear to watch any longer. “Miss, it’s been an hour! | believe Mr. Fallen has learn

lesson. If we leave him to suffer like this, he might die!”

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