Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 206

Chapter 206

They walked one after the other until they reached a secluded corner at the back of the Cloud View Cloud

View Villa.

Nineteen asked curiously, “Mr. Fallen, why do you have such a cautious expression? What do you want to say?”

“In front of me, there’s no need to pretend. | know you have a motive for following Sylvia,” Edgar stated.

Nineteen’s expression instantly turned vicious. “Since you've figured it out, I'm sorry!”

He quietly reached for a small knife at his waist and swiftly aimed it at Edgar's throat.

Edgar swiftly stepped back, evading the attack effortlessly.

Within three moves, he had subdued Nineteen, firmly holding his hands behind his back.

“You can kill me. After all, | won't be able to complete the mission over there. Sooner or later, I'll die,” Nineteen

said with resignation.

Edgar chuckled and released his grip. “Why would | want to kill you? | merely cto talk. | have no interest in

you.”

Nineteen was perplexed. “Don’t you love Miss Sylvia? | was sent there to harm her. Now that you've exposed my

identity, why don’t you do it?”

Edgar stared at him with dark eyes. “You have feelings for her, don’t you?”

Nineteen blushed instantly. “No, no” how could 17!”

Edgar had always been astute when it cto reading people, especially men’s intentions towards Sylvia. Since

realizing his own love for her, he had developed a keen ability to sense others’ feelings for her.

“You do have feelings for her, or else you wouldn't have hidden for so long without harming her. There's no need

to hide it. Tellabout the plan over there. Perhaps | can help you find a solution,” Edgar suggested.

Nineteen looked at him and found himself inexplicably drawn to his aura. He knew that Edgar’s identity was not

ordinary, and now he felt compelled to confide in him and seek his help.

He decided to put his trust In Edgar, at least this once. “Three days from now, at night, they wantto lure Miss

Sylvia to an abandoned warehouse in the forest on the eastern outskirts of the city. This time, they have set up

numerous ambushes. It will be more dangerous.”

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He sighed and continued, “Miss Sylvia is the only one who has treatedsincerely. | really can’t bear to harm

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her. But if she doesn’t die, | will die, and they are watchingclosely. | can’t escape. What can you do, Mr.

Edgar pondered for a moment, his black eyes calm and resolute. Then he narrowed his eyes and said, “Tell them

you will arrange it. | will keep it a secret for you. There's no need to tell her.”

“Huh?” Nineteen was taken aback. “But three days later

Edgar's black eyes remained steady. “I'll go.”

In the afternoon, Edgar didn’t leave the Cloud View Villa, Instead, he took care of the household chores.

As the tfor Sylvia to finish work approached, he went to the kitchen and began preparing dinner. These were

the last few days he would spend by her side, and he wanted to cook for her every day.

Even after he left, even if she didn’t miss him, he hoped her stomach would remember him.

He chuckled involuntarily, his lips curving into a gentle smile.

Just then, the sound of a text message interrupted his thoughts. Glancing at his phone, he saw a message from

Eric. It contained only an exclamation point, indicating something urgent.

Edgar's smile faded, and his expression turned serious. This was a coded message suggesting a pressing

matter.

Checking the time, he realized he still had forty minutes before Sylvia finished work. He quietly drove to a

meeting spot in the suburbs where Nick was waiting for him.

Eric paced anxiously by the roadside, waiting specifically for Edgar's arrival. When he saw the car approaching,

he hurriedly ran over and got into the passenger seat.

Leaning closer to Edgar's ear, he whispered, “Mr. Fallen, someone from S City has arrived!”

Edgar furrowed his brows. Why would someone cat this time?

With a grave expression, he started the engine and drove to the designated meeting place.

They arrived at an abandoned construction site, and simultaneously, Sylvia received a call from Eleven.

Eleven reported Edgar's peculiar whereabouts to Sylvia in detail. Suspicion crept into her mind as she pondered

his sudden visit to the construction site. Who did he want to see there? And why was he being guarded?

“Alright, I understand. I'll go take a look later,” Sylvia replied after a moment of silence.

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Meanwhile, Edgar led Eric into the dilapidated milding. Three men were already present inside.

The leader, Uncle Alfred, in his forties, smiled respectfully as he saw Edgar enter. He bowed his head in

deference.

“Hello, Mr. Fallen,” Uncle Alfred greeted.

Edgar's expression remained cold. “Uncle Alfred, what's the matter?+

Uncle Alfred’s expression gradually turned serious. “It’s urgent. This is an emergency recall order. You must come

with me. The old man believes it’s your best chance to regain your position and authority.”

Edgar fell silent. He had hoped to spend the last seven days by Sylvia's side, but even that now seemed like a

luxury. Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, he recalled the plan Nineteen had mentioned

earlier in the day.

“Givethree more days. | have one last thing to take care of. I'll go back and apologize in person,” Edgar

requested.

Uncle Alfred's face darkened. “Mr. Fallen, you know how strict the family rules are. If you defy the emergency

recall order, you'll face severe punishment.”

Edgar's demeanor remained composed. “I understand. Three days, thirty lashes.”

With one hand, he loosened his tie and rolled up his sleeves. He then unbuttoned his suit and shirt, discarding

them and leaving them in Eric's grasp.

“Mr. Fallen” Eric gripped the discarded clothes tightly, concern etched on his face. What if Edgar couldn't endure

the punishment and his suppressed illness resurfaced?

Ignoring Eric's worries, Edgar turned away and knelt on one knee, his strong back muscles tense. He adopted a

slightly defiant tone.

“Go ahead, start.”

Uncle Alfred sighed, “Indeed, the old man knows you well. He anticipated that you wouldn't leave immediately.

He understands you better than anyone. But the rules cannot be broken. | am” powerless.”

A silent bodyguard handed Uncle Alfred a precious sandalwood box. He slowly opened it, revealing a dark

training whip adorned with twisted golden wires-a whip brought from the ancestral hall.

“Mr. Fallen, there is unrest within the family, and the situation is dire,” Uncle Alfred solemnly explained “Let me

ask you one final time, do you truly wish to stay for three days?”

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Edgar didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

“Very well, Mr. Fallen. But don’t blme for being relentless. The rules must be upheld. | am” powerless,”

Uncle Alfred responded with a heavy tone.

Edgar's voice softened. “Understood.”

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Deep down, he harbored great dissatisfaction with these strict and archaic rules. When the tcfor him to

eliminate the immortals within the clan and asscomplete control, the first thing he would do was abolish

these rigid traditions of the ancestral hall.

As he pondered his future plans, a sharp crack echoed behind him, signaling the commencement of his

punishment. Each whip striking his back carried a sting of pain, but he remained resolute, refusing to show any

signs of weakness.

Eric clenched his fists, his heart aching for his Mr. Fallen. He watched helplessly as Edgar endured the lashes, his

concern growing with each strike.

Tseemed to stretch endlessly as the punishment continued. Thirty whips in total, each representing a painful

reminder of the constraints imposed upon him by the family.

Finally, the whipping ceased, and the room fell into an eerie silence. Edgar rose to his feet, his back marked with

welts from the lashes. Despite the pain, he maintained a stoic expression, his determination unwavering.

Uncle Alfred approached him, his eyes filled with a mix of respect and sympathy. “Mr. Fallen, you've endured the

punishment with remarkable strength. The old man will surely take notice of your

determination.”

Edgar acknowledged Uncle Alfred’s words with a nod, his gaze fixed on the sandalwood box that held the whip.

He reached out, taking the whip and carefully coiling it back inside, a symbol of the burden he carried for the

sake of his ultimate goal.

“Now, let's return,” Edgar declared, his voice steady. “I will comply with the emergency recall order.”

Eric, still overcwith worry, hurriedly handed Edgar his shirt and suit. As Edgar dressed himself, he couldn't

help but glance at the abandoned construction site, where his last hope of spending a few more days with Sylvia

had vanished.

With a heavy heart, he stepped out of the building, Eric following closely behind. They drove back to the Cloud

View Villa in silence, their minds occupied by the imminent separation and the challenges that lay

ahead.

Upon their return, Edgar resumed his role as Sylvia's loyal bodyguard, masking his emotions behind a composed

facade. He focused on her well-being, attending to the household chores and preparing dinner with meticulous

care.

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Meanwhile, Sylvia, having received Eleven’s report, couldn't shake off the curiosity and concern about Edgar's

sudden visit to the construction site. Determined to unravel the mystery, she made up her mind to visit the site

herself.

As the evening approached, the anticipation of their paths crossing once again filled the air, unbeknownst to

both Sylvia and Edgar.

Little did they know that destiny had its own plans, intertwining their fates in unexpected ways, as they stood on

the precipice of an imminent separation, their hearts yearning for a reunion that seemed increasingly uncertain.