Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

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Chapter 225

Her eyes were red and her tone was firm.

Eleven loved her very much, but he had to pour cold water on her. “Miss, wake up a little. Mr. Fallen is gone. His

ashes were buried in the cemetery back in Frant City. Do you remember?”

Sylvia's entire body froze, and there was a trace of doubt on her face.

Eleven suppressed a sob. “Stop torturing yourself, please. He will never cback, so you have to let him go.

You must have seen wrong,”

‘Oh, yeah.’

How could someone who had been dead for half a year appear in a bar in S City?

She was stunned at herself.

Her clear starry eyes gradually misted, and she pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the pain of suffocation

again.

When Eleven saw how devastated she looked, he couldn't help but burst into tears too. “Miss, you're drunk. Let's

go. Twelve and the others have already booked a hotel. Let's go back early to rest.”

She got too ahead of herself, and she felt drained after the realization.

After that incident, she really was not in the mood to continue participating in the party, so she simply listened to

Eleven’s advice and went back to the

hotel.

When they had just reached downstairs, Eric also happened to get out of another elevator and leisurely entered

the VIP room at the far corner.

As soon as they entered the hotel room, Sylvia rushed into the bathroom, turned the shower on, and turned the

water temperature to the maximum.

The water was hot, but she couldn't feel it when her heart seemed to be numb and her entire body was cold.

So she let the shower pour on her as she tried to wake up to reason.

Her eyes were already unbearably sore, but she couldn't stop the tears that were still falling quietly and mixing

with the hot water down the drain.

She told herself over and over again that Edgar was already dead. He died for her. In this life, he would never

cback.

At the door of the room, Twelve and Fifteen felt strange when they saw Sylvia's state after returning.

“When she said that she was going to the party today, her mood was quite stable. Why did she cback in this

state? What happened over there?”

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Eleven sighed, “She is drunk. It seems that she saw a man who looked similar to Mr. Fallen which triggered all of

that.”

When they heard it, they all sighed in unison.

The next day, when Sylvia woke up again, she was already completely sober.

She cleared up all the bad mood from last night and officially set off to return to the Smith family’s mansion.

The Smith family’s property was very large. The entire Mt. Galen which encompassed the outskirts of S City was

bought by their past ance. to. s. And it was there where they built the villas which were now surrounded by

mountains and rivers.

Sylvia's third and fourth uncles all lived on the mountainside. When she drove up, she ignored the two villas and

went directly to her father’s residence.

The old butler, Uncle Lloyd, had been waiting at the entrance of the villa for a long time.

When he saw Sylvia's car stop, he stepped forward and helped her open the car door.

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“Miss, you're back. The master really missed you and is waiting for you in the study.”

“Yes. Thanks for telling me, Uncle Lloyd. You're working too hard.”

“Ah, there's no need to be so polite.”

Uncle Llyod was flattered. He turned around and looked at Sylvia's bodyguards. They were all empty handed.

“Miss, why didn’t you bring your luggage?”

Sylvia maintained a placid expression. “I just cback to visit Dad. | don’t plan on staying.”

There were too many bad people living in the Smith family’s property. She was afraid that she would not be able

to sleep at night.

She went straight into the hall. Just as she reached the door, she heard the sound of high heels clicking down the

stairs.

Lianne wore a limited edition velvet yellow skirt and matched it with delicate makeup. Every step she took was

Sylviaful. Then her almond eyes just happened to meet Sylvia.

With well-maintained skin, she and Sylvia looked like sisters.

Sylvia, however, only gave her an indifferent passing glance and walked directly upstairs.

Lianne frowned, a little unhappy, and blocked her way.

“The little miss of our family finally cback after so many years. However, because it has been so long, she

gradually forgot the rules and becunruly. She doesn’t even know how to say hello when she sees me. After

staying in the orphanage for too long, she really grew up uneducated.”

Despite the heavy sarcasm, Sylvia wasn't affected. The corners of her mouth raised in a taunting smile instead.

“Just because you lived here for a long time, you really think that you're the mistress here? You wantto treat

you with respect like you're my elderly? Don’t you think it's unbearable?”

Lianne glared at her fiercely and gritted her teeth. “Why not? After, all, I'm your mother!”

Sylvia clicked her tongue twice, her red lips stretching into a cold smirk.

“A mother who is only five years older than me. Don’t you think it's disgusting?”

She leaned closer to Lianne’s ear and whispered, “Cherish your rich life now, because after | inherit the Smith

family’s property, then you can get out

of here.”

“You!”

Lianne was very angry.

After so many years, Sylvia was still as arrogant as ever and wouldn't take her seriously.

‘I really want to tear her mouth off immediately!”

However, after being reminded of something, Lianne calmed down.

She smiled proudly. “I have something to congratulate you on. Last night, Mr. Grant visited us personally. It

seemed like they already agreed to the engagement proposal. Congratulations. You're getting married again.”

“What did you say?”

Sylvia's face changed slightly. “Dad hadengaged? How can he decide on his own without asking me!”

Lianne raised her chin. “Go and ask him yourself.”

Sylvia's face looked gloomy.

Lianne watched her leave with a smile, feeling refreshed.

She heard that Mr. Grant's grandson was tyrannical and cold. He also had a habit of abusing women that when

Mr. Grant wanted to force a few women onto his bed, not one of them walked out standing up. They all had to be

carried out while in a daze, and swere even injured.

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Moreover, she also heard that because of injuries he had gotten from the frontier battlefield, his entire face was

ruined, and he looked extremely ugly.

Lianne covered her mouth and laughed.

If Sylvia, a little bitch, really married this kind of man, then it would be a relief for Lianne.

She was so happy that she swayed her hips as she walked towards the small kitchen to check what she was

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cooking.

As Sylvia walked through the corridor, she couldn't help but think about what Lianne said. And the more she

thought about it, the angrier she felt. She immediately pushed open the study door when she arrived.

However, before she could ask anything, she was pinned in place by the sight of her father in a wheelchair,

stroking his white beard while bearing a face that was worn out by tand circumstances. When he saw her

cin, his eyes lit up.

“My daughter! Cto Papa! Did you lose weight?”

Sylvia walked in with a complicated mood and slowly squatted down beside his wheelchair.

“What's wrong with your leg? Before | left, you were just fine.”

Ethan smiled lightly. “Your dad is old. It’s normal to get sick, but | miss you every day. Since you're back, then

why don’t you stay and accompany me?”

Sylvia bent down to rub his leg in distress and compromised, “Okay, | can stay for a while, but | can’t guarantee

a permanent stay. You know | don’t get along with that woman.”

“She’s your stepmother.”

“She’s not! If you say it again, I'll get mad!”

“Alright, alright. | won't mention it again.” Ethan looked at her dotingly and caressed her little face with his

wrinkled hands.

Ethan asked a lot of questions about whether she ate well, how she slept, and if she had been bullied.

The two of them chatted harmoniously.

But halfway through the conversation, Sylvia suddenly remembered what Lianne had just said.

“Dad, that woman said that you gotengaged. Is it true?”

Now that she found out, Ethan did not hide it. “Yes, Mr. Grant clast night to talk about it, so we made an

appointment to apply for your marriage certificate. It’s his eldest grandson, Eder Grant Grant, a very good young

man. | like him very much. He...”

Ethan then went on and on praising him so that he could not listen to a single word from Sylvia.

The only thing in his mind was probably just the n“Eder Grant Grant,” the grandson of the Grant family.

‘Eder! It’s this Eder again!’

What God did she even offend recently?

Why was this man’s nalways haunting her?

It was so annoying!

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Chapter 226