Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 233

Sylvia couldn't help but be more suspicious.

While she was in a trance, Mr. Grant was still saying, “...so it seems like my grandson is really interested in you.

However, Sylvia, you have been back for a few days. Have you two already met? What do you think about him?”

“No, Grandfather.”

Sylvia took advantage of the situation and said, “I’ve been asking around and trying to contact him for a meet-

up but it seems like he’s avoidingon purpose, so I've never seen him.”

Mr. Grant's expression gradually dimmed down, “Really”

He called for their butler, Uncle Alfred, and instructed in a deep voice, “Go and call that little brat over! What the

hell is he thinking to be hiding like this?”

“Yes, sir.”

Sylvia couldn't stop grinning as she continued to chat with Mr. Grant over tea.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Alfred returned.

“Sir, he didn’t come. They say he went on a mission.”

“Within those two days he was free, he chose this tto get busy?! Is it more important than not embarrassing

his fiancee? That brat!”

Mr. Grant stomped his cane. However, he couldn't scold his unruly grandson further in front of Sylvia.

He softened his tone and comforted her instead, “Don’t worry, Sylvia. I'll make sure that kid comes even if

| have to tie him up.”

Sylvia didn’t comment and smiled cutely. “Well, I'll listen to what you want, Grandpa.”

Mr. Grant looked at her with fondness. But when he turned to Uncle Alfred, his expression instantly

darkened.

“Go tell that bastard that if he doesn’t show up, he will kneel for three days and three nights until his leg

breaks!”

Uncle Alfred left again.

Ten minutes later, he returned to report with a gloomy expression.

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“He said that he understood. When he returns hafter his mission, he will immediately follow through his

punishment.”

Mr. Grant was about to die of anger!

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His grandson would actually choose punishment over his fiancee. This kid was determined to go against him!

In front of Sylvia, he could only swallow the impending curses he wanted to say and intensify his efforts, “He's

not afraid of kneeling, right? Fine. Tell him that he won't only be kneeling. He will be whipped one hundred

times!”

Uncle Alfred’s expression changed instantly.

“One hundred whips? Are you serious, sir?”

Mr. Grant knocked his cane on the ground, turned his face away, and did not answer.

The butler didn’t have the heart to follow this order. “I'm sorry, sir, but we all know how stubborn Sir Eder is. If he

really doesn’t want to come, then he’ll accept his punishment. If you say he has to be whipped, then he'll let

himself be whipped. I'm afraid it would be fatal for him! He could die!”

Mr. Grant's expression changed as he lowered his head.

Sylvia watched their exchange back and forth.

It sounded like this whipping thing from the Grant family wasn’t simple.

A hundred lashes could actually kill a strong man like Eder from the army?

Words had already been spoken.

It wasn’t fair for Mr. Grant to go back on his words, especially since he promised this in front of Sylvia, however,

he also couldn't do that to his grandson.

The atmosphere in the room was gloomy.

Sylvia knew that he was only waiting for her to say something.

She smiled gently and said in a soft voice, “Grandfather, it sounds like this whipping punishm dangerous. It’s just

a banquet, anyway. You don’t have to punish him.”

Mr. Grant patted her hand in relief and sighed, “What a tolerant and generous child. Now | feel very guilty.”

“It’s okay, Grandfather.”

really

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The more forgiving she was, the guiltier Mr. Grant felt.

“Don’t worry, Sylvia. Even if he doesn’t ctonight, I'll find a way for you to meet him. I'll have him apologize

to you!”

The banquet officially started.

Sylvia appeared on stage and gathered everyone's attention.

Her make-up glowed under the lights and her dress swayed with every movement she made. She was

beautiful.

As tonight's event was because of her, it was natural for her to be the center of attraction.

On the stage under everyone's eyes, she made a speech and an announcement about her return to the Smith

family.

After her, Ethan took the stage and announced the news of her and Eder’s engagement which earned a large

cheer from the crowd.

Because Eder was unable to come, Ethan chose to simplify this matter and quickly divert the attention of

the guests.

Dinner immediately followed.

After Sylvia toasted with all the guests, she sat alone at an unobtrusive small table to enjoy the wine.

Adrain noticed her drinking alone and felt a little distressed. He walked over and sat down.

“Sylvia, you don’t actually want to marry Eder, right?”

She didn’t say anything and just swayed her glass with an elegant twist of her wrist.

Adrain: “Look at him, he can’t even be present in such an important occasion, leaving you alone to bear

everyone's judgements. Now alone, he’s showing signs of being an unsuitable partner. What more in the

future?”

Sylvia laughed, “Mr. Grammer, no one’s laughing except you.”

Adrain frowned, feeling disheartened. “That's because Uncle Ethan managed to mitigate any possible damage. |

regret not getting my parents to propose to you first, Sylvia. But if you want, | can help you break this

engagement off.”

“You don’t have to. | don’t need your help,” Sylvia answered without hesitating.

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“Why? to you ready the tear

Sylvia pe down her glass and said seriously, | don’t be fun, and | wont marry him Similarly, you're just a friend to

me. | hope you understand

Maxi’s twee veled, and he could not say a word

Deven in the e

The Smith family’s banques hard just ended Eric, who was wandering around the Smith family’s land and

watching, the event, quickly ran to the car that had been parked two hundred meters away.

When no one was paying attention, he opened the car door and sat in

Vefore he could even varle property, the man who had been waiting inside for a long timmediately

Eric said, “Don’t worry, Boss. You already threatened everyone to shut up in advance. Besides, Mr. Smith already

handled the announcement property. No one was talking behind Ms. Sylvia's back”

Eder’s quilt eased a little.

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“What about her? Was she very unhappy?”

Eric thought for a while, “I don’t think so. She and Mr. Grammer chatted for a long time. They seemed to have

had a good time.”

Eder pursed his lips. He looked towards the window with a pair of vacant eyes.

The lights in the car were not turned on so Eric could not see his expression, but he could feel the change in the

atmosphere. It got a little cold.

He shouldn't have mentioned Adrain! Eric slapped a hand on his careless mouth angrily then changed the

subject, “Boss, it's getting late. When are you going to return to the mansion?”

Eder thought for a while. “Few minutes more.”

An hour later, Eder finally returned home.

Knowing that he had punishment due, he went straight to the ancestral hall instead of entering his villa.

When he got there, Uncle Alfred was already standing at the door. It was obvious he had been waiting for a long

time.

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“Sir Eder, when your grandfather cback this evening, he said that he was not feeling well. Please go and see

how he is doing.”

Eder did not think much and followed Uncle Alfred.

When they reached the guest room on the second floor, Uncle Alfred suddenly stopped and gestured to

him.

Eder frowned. “This is not Grandfather's room. Why did you bringhere?”

Uncle Alfred did not change his expression. “Mr. Grant's leg began to hurt while he was walking up so he simply

stayed in this room since it’s closer.”

Eder did not say anything. It was obvious that he didn’t believe it.

The butler looked into his eyes and emphasized, “Sir, | would never joke about Mr. Grant's health. He really is

inside, so please hurry in. He might get angry if he waited for too long.”

Dubiously, Eder pushed the door open. He only took two steps inside when Uncle Alfred shoved him in from

behind, closed the door, and locked it.

“Uncle Alfred, open the door!”

He patted the door a few times, but there was no movement outside as if Uncle Alfred already left.

Eder could only step back in confusion. However, a woman's familiar soft voice suddenly cfrom

behind.

“There's no use. Since you've always been avoiding me, your grandfather arranged this.”

That voice...