Chapter 144 William Is Such A Fool
Chapter 144 William Is Such A Fool
No one outside the Connor family had any idea what Giovani meant by that, but that wasn’t the main point.
Abigail and Emily turned their heads almost simultaneously. The moment their eyes landed on Agnes, it was as if they could set her on fire with their glare.
In stark contrast, Arthur let out a deep breath of relief as he saw his cherished daughter get out of the detention center. The tension gripping him finally eased.
Apparently, Arthur felt that being the CEO of the Jackson Group still carried weight. Even Giovani wouldn’t dare to cross him lightly.
Arthur’s gaze was filled with fatherly affection as he looked at Agnes, but the moment he noticed her shaved head, his expression twisted with fury. “Agnes, who dared to do this to you? Tell me, and I’ll make them regret ever crossing the Jackson family!”
The instant Agnes saw Emily, she froze in place as if paralyzed, her eyes wide with terror.
When her gaze met the resentful stares of Enoch, Abigail, and Emily, her heart sank like a stone.
She thought Emily must have revealed the truth about what happened five years ago. It felt as though an invisible hand was gripping her throat, leaving her unable to utter a single word.
“Agnes, don’t be afraid. Tell me, and I’ll make sure they pay for what they’ve done to you,” Arthur urged, his voice trembling with suppressed rage.
Before Agnes could respond, Giovani’s low, icy voice sliced through the tension. “I did it. So, Mr. Jackson, what are you going to do about it?”
Arthur’s body stiffened instantly, his eyes widening in disbelief as he turned to look at Giovani.
Giovani lounged lazily on the sofa with his long legs casually crossed. Though his posture seemed relaxed, he exuded an innate elegance, like a predator toying with its prey. He was aloof, untouchable, and utterly domineering.
Even when he sat, his gaze carried the weight of someone standing high above, looking down on the world with cold indifference. It was a look that commanded respect and instilled fear, as if he were staring at something worthless.
Arthur was cocky, but his confidence wavered now. ‘Did Giovani really release Agnes because of me?‘ he wondered.
At that moment, Arthur recalled Giovani’s saying, “Let the show begin.”
The word “show” echoed in his mind like a warning bell. Whatever Giovani had planned, Arthur knew it wouldn’t end well for
him.
As Arthur wrestled with his doubts, Abigail could no longer contain her fury. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she charged at Agnes like an enraged lioness. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and delivered a slap that rang out like a thunderclap.
The force of t slap snapped Agnes’s head to the side, a fiery red handprint blooming on her pale cheek.
“You pushed my daughter down the stairs and framed Camila! You’re not just cruel. You’re a monster!” Abigail’s voice trembled with rage, her eyes blazing with fury.
Agnes ruined Emily’s life, leaving her in a vegetative state for five years. She framed Camila, forcing her to endure five years of wrongful imprisonment. To make matters worse, she manipulated the Connor family into directing all their anger at the innocent Camila.
The Connor family was nothing but pawns in Agnes and Arthur’s game, played like fools. While they were consumed with their revenge against Camila, those two schemers were likely laughing at their stupidity behind closed doors.
They were being deceived and toyed with for five long years. The damage wasn’t limited to Camila’s life alone. Emily was only fifteen when she fell into a vegetative state, right after she had passed the entrance exam for Sancho High School.
Sancho High School was the most prestigious school in the city, with the highest admission scores. Among the children of Sancho’s elite, only two had made it in. They were Camila and Emily.
Camila’s college years were spent behind bars, while Emily’s high school and college years were confined to a hospital bed.
Abigail’s hatred surged as she stood before the woman who had destroyed her daughters‘ lives. She wished she could tear Agnes apart right then and there.
Her hand shot up again, trembling with rage, ready to strike Rut hafore her palm could land, William firmly grabbed her arm. “Mom, how can you hit Agnes without even her Successfully unlocked! ‘s not like that!” he demanded.
Abigail looked at William, her face full of anguish. Decause cy was pushed down the stairs by her, and that fall turned her into a vegetative state. Isn’t that reason enough for me to hit her?”
“That’s impossible!” William denied it without hesitation. “Mom, you’ve known Agnes all her life! You know how kind she is. She couldn’t have pushed Emily down the stairs. There must be some misunderstanding. I think it’s more likely that Emily
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lost her balance herself…”
“William!” Emily’s sharp voice cut through the air, interrupting whatever he was about to say.
Her gaze was icy and piercing, directed at William not as her brother, but as if he were a sworn enemy she could never forgive.
She couldn’t believe it. Even now, after everything, he was still defending Agnes, still trying to paint her as an innocent girl. He claimed to love Camila, yet he was the one who hurt her the most.
Back then, he had wanted to break off his engagement with Agnes. And now, with the truth out in the open, he still sought to protect her.
Emily’s disgust for him surged like a tidal wave. To her, his blind loyalty to Agnes hurt far more than any wrong Agnes had ever done to her.
“William, let me spell it out for you. Five years ago, it was Agnes who pushed me down the stairs! Camila didn’t do anything wrong. She was framed!” Emily’s voice thundered, trembling with rage and frustration.
“No, it wasn’t me. I swear it wasn’t me!” Agnes shook her head frantically, tears brimming in her eyes. The glaring red handprint on her cheek made her look pitiful, as if she were the one suffering the greatest injustice.
“William, please! You have to believe me. I’d never do something like that!” she pleaded, her voice choked with sobs.
William couldn’t stand seeing Agnes cry. His expression hardened as he shot a warning look at Emily. “Emily, stop making baseless accusations. This is about Agnes’s reputation, and I know she’d never do something so horrible.”
“And what about Camila’s reputation? Does her innocence mean nothing to you?” Emily snapped, her anger boiling over. If she could walk, she would have slapped William right then and there.
Her face was contorted with rage, her eyes filled with resentment. “Do you want to know why Agnes pushed me down the stairs? Because she and Arthur, those vile creatures, conspired to harm Camila.
“They didn’t care whether Camila lived or died. All they wanted was to get her into the hospital, declare her brain dead, and harvest her kidneys for Agnes. They even planned to donate the rest of her organs and her body for medical research! “And because I overheard their disgusting scheme, they tried to silence me by killing me. Then they framed Camila for attempted murder!”
Emily unleashed the full truth of what had happened five years ago, her voice rising with anger. She was so furious that she gasped for breath, her face flushed red with rage.
William felt as if he’d been struck by lightning. The truth was so unbearable that it completely shattered his worldview. In all his years, he’d never encountered anyone so ruthless.
“No way,” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’re lying. Even if Agnes and Arthur wanted to hurt Camila, no hospital would go along with it.” His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he’d caught a flaw in Emily’s story.
He added, “Exactly! The hospital wouldn’t cooperate. You’re just spouting nonsense. After five years in a coma, maybe your brain’s messed up. Camila hurt you, but now you’ve got it all mixed up and think it was Agnes.”
He turned to Enoch and Abigail. “Mom, Dad, stop going along with Emily’s nonsense. This is clearly a misunderstanding. Just take her home already. Making a scene in someone else’s house? How…”
Before he could finish, Abigail shoved his hand away and slapped him hard across the face. “How did I raise such a blind, foolish son?” she said, her voice trembling with anger and heartbreak.
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William slowly turned his head back, his face still stinging from the slap. His eyes were bloodshot, burning red with rage. The hospital wouldn’t help Agnes and Arthur harm anyone. It’s such an obvious flaw in the story, so why won’t you believe me?”
He suddenly turned to Camila, who had been sitting silently on the sofa, watching everything unfold with cold indifference. Gritting his teeth, he growled, “Is this what you wanted? Tearing my family apart? Does it make you happy?”
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