Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

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Chapter 212

It was Edgar's voice.

Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief that quickly turned into anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

Edgar's tone sounded a bit groggy and tired. “I was asleep. It’s late. Why haven't you rested? What's wrong?”

“Nothing happened. | have insomnia. | can’t sleep.”

“Then should | stay up with you?”

“Mmm.”

Sylvia replied softly, remembering the dream she had just had. She gave him a serious order, “I'll remind you

again, don’t go anywhere for the next two days, and keep your phone on maximum volume. Answer my calls no

matter what.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Edgar's voice cthrough, very gentle,

“Understood. Are you sleepy?”

“Not sleepy.”

“Do you wantto tell you a story?”

“No.”

“Are you hungry? Sendyour address, and I'll order supper for you.”

“I'm not hungry.”

Edgar: “"

What a conversation sto can’t talk about anything with her today!

Sylvia still couldn’t sleep, so she finally let Edgar tell her a story. Edgar found sjokes online and shared them

with her one by one. His storytelling skills were poor, and the atmosphere turned a bit awkward, but Sylvia fell

asleep to the sound of his hypnotic voice.

The next day, Sylvia followed the prearranged plans and acted accordingly. However, Logan had spent the entire

day at La Quinta Ville without ever leaving the house.

As it was getting late, Sylvia grew impatient and sent Patric to persuade him to cout. After waiting for

another half an hour, Logan finally followed Patric out.

When Logan regained consciousness, he found himself tied to a chair, with his mouth sealed shut, and a table in

front of him. The environment was closed and dim, resembling a basement.

Confused and in a state of panic, he struggled and shouted.

The basement door opened, and he saw a woman approaching him. Her makeup was exquisite, and her clear,

captivating eyes made her look like a beautiful fairy.

At first, he was startled when he saw her, but then he stopped struggling and shouting.

Sylvia observed his reaction and sneered, “It seems that Uncle Logan has seen my photos many times. After all

these years, we finally meet again. | look much better now. Uncle Logan recognizedat first sight.”

She walked over to the chair opposite Logan's and sat down, giving Eleven a meaningful glance.

Eleven stepped forward and removed the seal from Logan’s mouth. Sof Logan’s beard was accidentally

pulled off, causing him to grimace in pain.

Gradually, he calmed down and stared at Sylvia. “I'm your Uncle Logan! How could you let Patric deceiveand

then kidnap me? Is this how you treat your elders?”

Sylvia propped her chin with her hand and smiled casually. “Uncle Logan has known for a long tthat I'm

unruly. And I'm treating you very well! As an elder, Uncle Logan lacks morals and is not worthy of respect.”

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Logan narrowed his eyes. “I lack morals? I've always been an idle person, not meddling in the family’s internal

affairs. How can I lack moral?

“Uncle Logan, take a look at this, and you'll understand.”

Sylvia glanced at Eleven again, and Eleven handed over Nick's confession to Logan.

Logan carefully read the confession, and his expression suddenly changed.

“Oh my God, little niece! This has nothing to do with me. How could I possibly want to harm you? | cared for you

when you were young. | even held you in my arms. Do you remember? This Nick is also an undercover agent. I'm

just a lazy person. How could | possibly have any connection with him?

“Oh?” Sylvia's tone changed. “I heard that my good cousin Mr. Lincoln Smith, Uncle Logan's son, works at the

State Affairs Bureau. Could he be involved in this? Should | ask my older brother to investigate?”

“No! It has nothing to do with him!”

Sylvia slapped the table abruptly, her eyes suddenly sharp. “It doesn’t matter! Nick has confessed, do you think

you can simply deny it with a few words? Do you think you can impress Nick without the help of Lincoln? Let me

guess, it's all about the inheritance, isn’t it?”

Logan looked at her seriously but didn’t answer.

“Because you couldn't tolerate my father’s violation of our ancestors’ instructions and his insistence on passing

the inheritance rights to me, his beloved younger daughter. So he teamed up with others to killfirst, and

then gradually take over the Smith family, right?”

“Who else besides you?”

“Is Uncle Xander involved? What about Lianne?”

She pressed harder with her questions, but the more she spoke, the calmer Logan's face became.

“Little niece, these are just your speculations. Isn't it too hasty to convictbased solely on Nick's confession?”

Sylvia didn’t expect him to confess so easily. These old foxes were cunning and shrewd.

“It doesn’t matter if Uncle Logan doesn’t admit it. Stago, someone tried to ruin my face with an S40

potion in a bar. | don't like to let things slide, so | brought it to you, Uncle Logan.”

Eleven took out a glass bottle and a special plastic brush, placing them on the table in front of Sylvia.

Logan exclaimed, “What is this?”

Sylvia blinked her beautiful eyes.

Logan stood up. “This type of medicine is prohibited in the war laboratory! How did you get it? Does Chris

actually condone your mischief?!”

Sylvia was pleasantly surprised. “Seems like Uncle Logan's laziness is just a pretense. He even knows it’s a

banned substance in the laboratory and claims it has nothing to do with him.”

She sneered as she opened the glass bottle and gently stirred its contents with the special brush using her white

fingertips.

“Uncle Logan is stubborn. Since he won't confess, | won't waste tasking. Although this bottle only contains

sulfuric acid, it must taste quite good.”

“You! I'm your Uncle Logan! Show srespect!”

Ignoring his words, she pondered for a moment. “Since you enjoy pretending to be lazy, how about | leave a

mark on your face with these four characters?”

“Sylvia, how dare you!”

“Why wouldn’t | dare? If you have the guts, go ahead and take my evidence to the ancestral hall of the Smith

family, accuse me, Sylvia, of being dead for six years. Now I'm back from hell to revenge and kidnap you. Do you

dare?”

“You!” Until now, Logan's face was filled with fear.

Sylvia had clearly settled the matter today. How could he go out and claim that his niece was deceiving.

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“You can killif you can! Otherwise, just wait!” Sylvia looked at him with contempt. “But | know you won't.

After all, you're an elder. Once your life is spared, the evidence will be handed over to Dad.”

With a snort, she got up and left the basement, leaving behind a mournful and loud cry from inside. Hearing that

thrill voice, Sylvia felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She even slept soundly that night, free from the

burdens that had plagued her for years.

However, the next morning, as soon as she woke up, Eleven urgently knocked on her door. His eyes were red,

and his voice choked with soba

“Miss, Nineteen just called to say” Mr. Fallen” Mr. Fallen, he**

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