Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 239

Noticing that the glass contained nearly half, Elysia turned to Holden and instructed, “Please fetcha piece of

gauze from the wooden box on the shelf.”

Upon hearing this, a flicker of hope brightened Holden's face. If he retrieved the gauze, Elysia wouldn't have to

bleed anymore. He hurried over to the shelf, found the gauze in the box, and rushed back, flustered.

Elysia had already applied smedicine to her wound and was about to reach out for the gauze when Holden

said, “Allowto bandage it for you.”

As he spoke, he unwrapped one corner of the gauze, focusing intently on her. Elysia didn’t refuse; she extended

her hand. Holden gazed at the long scar on her arm, feeling a pang of sorrow. “Elysia, does it hurt?”

“Not at all.” Compared to the pain from Fabian, this slight discomfort felt no more than a mosquito bite-it was

hardly noticeable.

After dressing the wound, Elysia picked up a cleaned, dried flower root beside her. She pressed out the moisture,

combined the water and blood, then added powder and simmered it over a low flame.

After about half an hour, the antidote was ready, and a smile finally graced Elysia’s face as she poured the

mixture into a glass and carried it to the room.

As soon as she stepped through the door, the others’ eyes brightened with hope upon seeing her. However, their

expressions darkened abruptly when they noticed the bloodied gauze wrapped around her hand.

Javier furrowed his brow. ‘Elysia harmed herself to create the antidote?’ As this troubling thought took root in his

mind, he gazed at the crimson-stained gauze, his heart twisting in anguish.

The elders needed no further explanation; with just a glance, they understood what had happened. Although it

pained them, they accepted it was all to save someone important to Elysia-her kin.

Elysia approached Fabian, lifting the glass to his lips. Yet he lay still, suppressing the pain wracking his body. He

gently touched her bandaged hand and murmured, “Is this because of me?”

The normally resilient man now had tears glistening in his eyes. Elysia’s heart softened, and her voice became

gentler. “Drink this, and it will counteract the poison.”

Feeling a sharp ache in his heart, he steadied the glass and consumed the remedy.

About an hour later, Fabian’s complexion began to regain its color as the poison subsided. The collective tension

that had gripped the group finally began to ease.

Only the woman remained frozen in place, her plans falling apart. She had thought that even if she failed to kill

Elysia, taking one of her kin would be enough. Yet, she was astonished that the poison had been countered.

In the end, she had achieved nothing but lost much in the process. Elysia’s gaze narrowed upon the woman; it

was tto settle the score.

Slowly, Elysia approached the woman, squatting before her and pressing her hand against the woman’s wound.

The woman winced in pain, her face paling, yet she gritted her teeth and held back any cries.

Beads of sweat dotted her forehead as Elysia smirked slightly. “You endure quite well. | wonder how long you can

keep your composure. Do you understand the consequences of delaying the bullet's removal?”

The woman bit her lip in silence.

Elysia continued, “The wound will becinfected and rot. If that happens, amputation may be your only option.

You look young-maybe only eighteen?”

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The woman held Elysia’s gaze. Elysia sighed. “What a shit would be to love half prer leg with a young age

The woman asked, “What do you want from me?”

“I need you to tellwho ordered you to orchestrate this plot. If you do, | will immediately extract the bullet

and spare your leg. What do you say?”

The woman's eyes turned cold. “That is impossible

“How loyal you are to your master. | can’t help but wonder what sort of rewards they offered you to earn your

devotion Maybe | could offer you double if you decide to join my side?

At this, the woman hesitated. She had been raised by her master, without him, she wouldn't be who she was. So,

no matter the cost, she would not betray him. Even if it meant death. “Kill me

Elysia chuckled lightly. “I have a way to make your life more unbearable than death. However, if you give me

your master’s identity, | might consider sparing you.”

Elysia scanned the woman's eyes, but there was no sign of a response. Elysia’s smile widened. “You truly are

foolish. Do you think | can’t figure out if you stay silent?”

Elysia added, “Even if you refuse to tellwhat poison you used, | already know it's Bone Corroding Powder. |

offered you a chance at self-preservation, but you don’t seem interested.”

“Letremind you; when | say make your life more unbearable than death, | truly mean it.” Elysia pressed

down even harder on the wound. The woman shut her eyes in pain.

Fabian and his brothers observed the entire scene with stoic expressions. In their eyes, everything Elysia did was

justified, especially against the person who had poisoned Fabian.

Eventually, the woman fell into unconsciousness from the pain, and only then did Elysia withdraw her hand.

Turning to the others, a hint of surprise flickered in her eyes as they showed no signs of discomfort.

She thought, ‘Did they not find this version ofunacceptable? Having grown up in luxury, they should have

envisioned their sister as gentle and charming, untouched by the world’s cruelties-much like Evelyn’

Though Elysia had never met Evelyn, she could imagine the kind of person she must be-a paragon of grace and

wisdom, pure from life's impurities.

Certainly, every beautiful description could apply to Evelyn, and she would far surpass them.

Elysia thought, “They once had Evelyn as their sister. Their expectations ofmust have reflected that image.

Yet why did they not show a hint of disapproval? Evelyn and | are completely different.’

Elysia walked the line between virtue and vice, living in the light but hiding shadows within. Many would feel

guilty for crushing even an ant, but she could take a life without hesitation.

Elysia wondered, ‘Did they not fear her?’

“Elysia, why are you looking at us so intently?” Javier asked gently.

Finally pulled from her thoughts, Elysia replied, “It's nothing.”

She stepped into the other room, emerging moments later with a length of hemp rope in hand.

She handed the rope to Phoebe, and her gaze swept over the woman on the ground, prompting Phoebe to

quickly grasp her

intentions.

Once the woman was securely bound, Elysia was about to lift her when Holden stepped forward to stop her.

“Elysia, your

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