Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Better to Kill the Innocent Than Let One Escape

Gregory Vaughn’s heart was raging with fury as he flipped through the black and white lines on the documents, the veins on his forehead nearly bursting!

"Didn’t I tell your mom to be extra careful, no matter what, keep the safe key well guarded?!"

He had guarded against everything, but never expected that this inheritance document from years ago could see the light of day again!

And even more, it was firmly in Cecilia’s hands, without a single detail missing!

If he had known, he might have just burned those damned documents at that time!

...

Facing Gregory’s thunderous rage, Fiona also instantly realized the severity of the situation.

—Seeing her father’s frantic appearance, it meant that what was written on those documents was true.

Her expression turned grim, and her heart sank to rock bottom.

"Dad, Mom usually can’t stand my sister, so how could she have given her the key?"

"Moreover, the key to the home safe, Mom later entrusted to me to keep, I deposited it in a foreign bank, requiring my personal presence to retrieve it, even Mom doesn’t know the exact address, so how could Cecilia know!"

Upon hearing this, Gregory staggered a bit, nearly losing his balance.

"Dad, be careful not to fall—"

Fiona hurriedly supported Gregory, while Gregory, realizing his status at the Radiant Group might be threatened, was deeply alarmed, his voice trembling unconsciously.

"Cecilia doesn’t have the key? Then how did these documents surface..."

Could it be that ten years ago, Old Mr. Sutton already foresaw this and planned ahead?!

Clearly, the inheritance document was given by Martin Sutton in the hospital right under his watch together with Wendy Sutton, even if Martin had precautions, he should’ve dismissed him first!

Moreover, he knew Wendy, his original wife, the daughter of Old Mr. Sutton who was pampered since childhood and devoid of schemes, he had even installed surveillance at home to ensure nothing goes awry.

Wendy loved him so, after Martin’s demise, she was persuaded to socialize as he wished, even if wronged, she’d only wallow in sadness, a woman like that obviously had no tricks up her sleeve, nothing escaped his notice...

...

The more Gregory thought, the more terrifying it became, his demeanor growing increasingly sinister!

"If the safe key wasn’t stolen, how did this copy appear? Cecilia couldn’t have guessed it word for word?"

Just as Gregory’s face turned ashen, a lazy yet slightly mocking female voice chimed in.

"Why not possible?"

Mabel Keaton stood on the steps, letting out a cold snort, with a tone full of disdain for Gregory.

"Chairman Vaughn, don’t forget, the older the wiser, how could Old Mr. Sutton not have a backup plan after choosing you, a penniless charmer, as his son-in-law?"

Gregory’s face cycled between red and white.

Could it be, did Martin back then, really leave a copy for his daughter and granddaughter’s sake?

Yet ever since Martin fell ill, the loyal old employees of Radiant Group were eliminated by him without a trace, who else could carry out such an important task for Martin?

Gregory racked his brain, a shocking answer emerged unexpectedly.

—Yes, there’s one more, not in Stellerton, but in the adjacent Veridia City, who was Old Mr. Sutton’s lifelong love, also Cecilia and Evan’s grandmother, Joan Sinclair.

Though Joan and Martin divorced, Martin clearly still harbored deep feelings, never again entertaining any woman.

Besides, Fiona mentioned seeing Cecilia at the Veridia City Lantern Festival last time...

Joan Sinclair, what a Joan Sinclair!

A divorced old woman teaching in the rural Veridia City, seemingly non-threatening, he overlooked this risk entirely, who knew she silently lay low for over a decade to ruin his plans today!

Gregory, furious, punched the pillar, his forehead veins popping once more!

"I was careless!"

If guilty, don’t let it slip, he didn’t grasp such a simple principle back then!

Mabel Keaton looked at him disdainfully, her elegant face adorned with a derisive smile.

"Chairman Vaughn, it seems you have figured it out, let’s not veil the truth, a joyous affair turned into a farce, and since the Vaughn family can’t afford the dowry, this marriage is off then!"

The Law Group, being a top-tier family, isn’t something the Vaughn family, a modest household, can latch onto.

Initially, she eyed the remaining shares of the Sutton family, and Fiona’s promised thousand-acre land intended as dowry for Tyson, ensuring Tyson wouldn’t lose out.

However, with situations devolving to this extent, proceeding with the union would be foolish!

Gregory’s expression drastically changed, looking up with a distorted face.

"Mrs. Law, isn’t your ruthless bridge-burning too inhumane?"

Mabel unabashedly displayed her coldheartedness, being Frank Law’s legitimate second wife, she had the pride to do so!

"And if it is?"

Fiona’s beautiful eyes brimmed with tears, her voice trembling on the verge of sobs...

"Auntie, you know the feelings between me and Tyson..."

"Playing the emotion card won’t work!"

Mabel shot Fiona a contemptuous glance.

"Fiona Vaughn, let’s speak frankly, I advise you, to marry into the Law Family, you need solid capabilities! The thousand-acre plant was agreed upon back then, unless you offer something of equal value, everything is off!"

Mabel said this casually, from marrying into the Law Family, she knew Adrian Law was a cunning wolf, with a shrewd mind that didn’t indulge in uncertainties.

With Adrian around, Fiona wanting to leverage Cecilia’s assets to bolster her face?

One word, impossible!

"Tyson, let’s go, without Fiona Vaughn, you have better choices!"

As Tyson Law looked at the lovely Fiona, he felt somewhat unwilling, yet Mabel’s sharp gaze made him instinctively fearful.

"Fiona... Fiona... don’t worry, regarding the dowry, isn’t your father still there? I’ll go back with mother first, think it through, don’t fall ill over this..."

"Tyson, I beg you, don’t go..."

Yet, Tyson Law was still forcibly dragged away by Mabel.

Fiona gazed at Tyson’s retreating figure, nearly grinding her teeth to bits.

She had always known Tyson to be a mama’s boy, fearful of his mother since childhood, yet she never expected he could be so ruthless now!

In between the lines, he was clearly in cahoots with that old witch Mabel!

If she couldn’t provide a hefty dowry, he’d abandon her!?

...

Fiona’s eyes were bloodshot, she angrily tore the few remaining shares agreements to shreds.

All because of Cecilia!

No way, the marriage must proceed, and the shares she must have, but she must first figure out a way to settle Tyson...