Chapter 125 Arthur Schemed Belinda Into Baving Agnes
Belinda crumpled to the floor, her body shaking with uncontrollable tremors as tears poured down her face, unstoppable like a broken dam
She stretched her hands forward, her fingers clawing desperately in the empty nir, as if she could somehow pull Gamita back, even though Camila had already walked away without a second glance
“Camelal Camila Belinda cried out, her voice hoarse and ragged from the crushing grief and despair Each cry was drenched in pain and regret, resonating with the heavy weight of her sonow
However, the hospital room remained eerily silent, except for Belinda’s heart wrenching sobs Camila’s figure had long disappeared beyond the door
Camila walked steaddy down the hospital cordes, her steps farm and unwavering. When she reached the comer, she suddenly stopped
Sean, who had been following closely behind, paused as well. A flicker of confusion crossed his face as he asked softly.” Ms. Jackson, why did you stop?”
From where she stood, Camila had a clear view of Arthur’s hospital room. Her gaze sharpened, a glint flashing in her eyes like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Then, the comers of her lips curled into a meaningful umile with a mix of cunning and anticipation. She said softly, “What do you think Mrs. Jackson will do next?”
Sean thought for a moment before replying. “She’ll probably go confront Arthur.”
Camila chuckled lightly, her laughter devoid of warmth. “That’s what I think, too. Looks like we’re in for quite the show No way I’m missing this.”
Sean’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. In the month he’d known Camila, he’d always seen her as gentle and composed But now, witnessing her cold and calculated approach to those who had wronged her, he found himself reevaluating his impression of her.
He couldn’t help but think, “Who would’ve thought? Beneath that fragile exterior is a heart of steel. Anyone who underestimates her is in for a rude awakening‘
As they expected, Belinda, who was seated in her wheelchair, forcefully pushed open the door to Arthur’s hospital room Camila’s eyes sparkled with barely contained excitement like a hunter zeroing in on its prey. She quickly followed her mother.
Sean stayed close behind Camila, ready to step in and shield her if needed.
Inside the room, Arthur’s face was gloomy with anger. Sebastian had just told him about the Jackson Group’s bankruptcy, Harry’s arrest and Agnes being charged with robbery.
Arthur wasn’t particularly surprised by the news. He orchestrated the company’s downfall and set Harry up as the scapegoat from the very beginning.
What hurt Arthur the most was seeing his precious daughter, Agnes, end up behind bars.
“Damn Camila!” He cursed under his breath, his bloodshot eyes blazing with fury. “If my leg weren’t injured, I’d have already gone to settle the score with her!”
As he fumed, racking his brain for a way to get Agnes out of jail, Belinda’s sudden appearance made him pause for a
moment.
But in the next instant, a sly glint flickered in his eyes as a “brilliant idea struck him.
Freeing Agnes wouldn’t come cheap. The ruined needlework alone was valued at 7 million dollars, and it had to be fully reimbursed
But that was just the start. With Giovani’s connections and his talent for pulling strings, getting Agnes out would take a large fortune to grease the right palms. In total, it could easily run up to 13 or 15 million dollars
Arthur had already transferred all his assets to Ivanna’s account long ago. While he had the money, it was meant for dream life abroad, far from the troubles of Sancho.
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Spending it domestically felt like a waste, and the thought of it made him both reluctant and resentful.
His shrewd eyes locked onto Belinda like a wolf oyging its prey, Arthur could only access his own assets and those of the company, but Belinda’s wealth was beyond his grasp
Belinda still held shares in the Jackson Group, along with her savings and the lavish villa under her name. Together, it was more than enough to cover the 13 to 15 million dollars Arthur needed
Arthur smirked, thinking, ‘Perfect. I’ll drain her dry and make her suffer. Not only can I save Agnes, but I can also make
Belinda pay a devastating price!
He thought back to the days when he was a proud, capable man- top graduate from fiancho University of Science and Technology, brimming with talent and ambition. He could have made a name for himself in Sancho, carving out a legacy and fulfilling his dreams.
Instead, he was pushed into marrying into the Davis family by that stubborn old man, Brogan. As a live in husband, he became the subject of mockery and contempt–a humiliation that had haunted him his whole life, like a painful thom lodged deep in his heart.
He thought, if Belinda truly loved me, she would have brought the entire Davis Group as her dowry, showing me the respect I deserved. Instead, she made me grovel as a husband living under her roof
“Thankfully, I had the foresight to get rid of that old man early on. Otherwise, I would have spent my entire life under his thumb, trampled by others”
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His resentment flared up, spreading like wildfire
Over the years, he had provided Belinda with a life of comfort and luxury, treating her with more kindness than she deserved. Now that his precious daughter was in prison, it was time for her to repay him.
At this thought, he quickly adjusted his expression, replacing his anger with a look of pain and helplessness. His facial muscles twitched slightly as he feigned a heartbroken demeanor. Turning to Belinda, he said, “There you are, honey. I’ve been waiting for you.”
His voice carried just the right amount of weariness and sorrow. In the past, with how much Belinda cared for him, she would have immediately asked what was wrong upon seeing his worried face. He would have the perfect opportunity to bring up Agnes’s imprisonment.
But this time, Belinda clutched a few sheets of paper tightly in her hand, her gaze cold and cutting like a blade of ice that sliced through his pretense.
Arthur hesitated, chalking up her icy demeanor to the pain of her broken legs.
Not beating around the bush, he sighed heavily and continued, “Agnes was arrested by the police. Honey, we have to save her. She’s never faced hardship. How could she possibly endure the tough life in prison?”
As he spoke, he rubbed his temples, putting on an act of utter exhaustion and despair.
At that, Belinda’s eyes turned bloodshot instantly. If Agnes couldn’t endure it, how could Camila? she thought.
Fury surged through her like a tidal wave in the blink of an eye. “How do you plan to save Agnes Jackson?” she asked coldly.
Arthur frowned, sensing something off about Belinda’s demeanor. He thought, “Why is she using her full name? Bitch, you‘ re even more unbearable after breaking your legs. Once I drain you dry, you’ll be useless.
‘You’re just a housewife, stuck for over twenty years with no property, no savings, a son in prison, and a daughter who hates you. Let’s see how arrogant you can be then. You’ll end up on the streets, reduced to a beggar.
‘And women on the streets? They’re just tools, forced to sleep with men to satisfy their needs! Arthur’s thoughts grew darker, but his face betrayed none of them. He hid his vile intentions behind a calm expression.
The image of Belinda, once a high–and–mighty heiress, reduced to a plaything for men, filled Arthur with twisted satisfaction. A smug smile crept onto his face.
Feeling pleased with himself, he no longer cared about Belinda’s indifference. Clearing his throat, he said, “Honey, the company’s gone bankrupt because of Campbell Group’s suppression, and my assets are frozen. Right now, you’re the only one who can save Agnes
“You still have some shares under your name, don’t you? We can sell those, along with your collection of luxury handbags and the villa your father left you. If we pool everything together, we can definitely get Agnes out of prison.
“We can earn more money again, but keeping the family together is what really matters.” He spoke earnestly, pretending to care about the family. But the greed in his eyes gave him away.
At that moment, Belinda saw through Arthur’s sinister intentions. He wanted to squeeze every last bit of value out of her, leaving her with no way out. If she were still in the dark, she might have foolishly agreed to his plan.
But now, she knew the truth. Arthur had been plotting against her for years, and now he even dared to use her money to save the illegitimate daughter he had with his mistress.
Belinda’s face flushed with rage, her entire presence exuding fierce, dangerous energy, like a mother animal pushed to her limit. She shoved her wheelchair forward and rushed to Arthur. Without a word, her hand flew out, delivering a sharp slap across his face.
“Arthur, you bastard Belinda screamed, her voice hoarse and trembling with fury. Each word seemed to be forced out through gritted teeth. “You’ve lied to me for years. You made me lose my father, my son, my daughter, and even my kidney!
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“And now you want to trick me into saving the illegitimate daughter you had with your mistress? You’re worse than a beast! I swear I’ll kill you today!”
As she roared, her hands flailed wildly as if she wanted to tear Arthur apart to unleash the anger boiling inside her
