No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother-Chapter 503 - 501 Fated to Defeat You [3 Updates]

Nowadays, Jane Spencer feels unsafe wherever she is, fearing that a camera might be hidden in a corner, capturing her frantic state.

She is even more afraid that after going mad, she will be uncontrollable, so she keeps suppressing her emotions, to the point of trembling, yet her lips still bear a smile.

She looked at Aron Hanson on the bed, took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and said calmly, "Aron, your emotions are unstable. I’ll head back first. Don’t overthink, and take care of yourself."

As Jane spoke, she picked up her bag and left the ward.

The moment she closed the ward door, her hands clenched into fists, trembling with anger.

She was unwilling, unwilling to have done so much yet still come up empty.

When she was in the ward and heard Aron talking about the will, she nearly lost her mind, wanting to smother him with a pillow. Fortunately, she restrained herself, or she would have unwittingly confessed.

In the corridor, even the sound of her own high heels clacking on the floor unsettled her.

"Oh, isn’t that Sister Jane Spencer?" Not far away, Maya Spencer appeared with a lunchbox, colliding directly with Jane.

The moment she saw Jane, a sarcastic smile involuntarily pulled at Maya’s lips.

Approaching Jane, she looked at her pale face with an increasingly sinister smile, thinking, it seems Jane has been greatly unsettled since she returned.

Maya’s tone when greeting Jane was mocking, making Jane feel even more uncomfortable.

So with a cool demeanor, Jane rolled her eyes at Maya and continued walking toward the elevator.

Maya watched Jane holding back her anger, feeling a sense of relief.

But when she thought about Jane’s scheme to have Arthur River kidnap and silence her, her heart remained clogged with resentment, making her very uncomfortable.

Therefore, as Jane brushed past her, Maya quickly stretched out her left hand, grabbed her arm, and asked coldly, "Big sis, aren’t you afraid of seeing ghosts? Didn’t think I’d be so hard to kill, huh?"

Listening to Maya’s sarcasm, Jane pulled a resentful smile at the corners of her mouth, gritting her teeth, and whispered in Maya’s ear, "Hm, I hope you live forever, like a thousand-year-old demon."

At this time, Jane didn’t dare say anything reckless. She originally wanted to ask if Maya could still be so lucky next time but bit back her words as it was too blunt. If Maya secretly recorded, it would be direct evidence from her own mouth.

Listening to Jane’s sarcasm, Maya turned, facing her, and seeing the hatred in her eyes made her feel a little comforted.

With that, she released Jane’s arm and remarked coolly, "Jane, I’m destined to conflict with you. As long as I’m around, don’t think you can lay a hand on anyone."

After speaking, Maya turned and swayed her hips, heading to Aron’s ward.

Maya thought, since she had escaped death a few times, she would surely win against Jane; she wouldn’t let Jane continue harming anyone, whether Liam or Uncle.

In the corridor, Jane listened to Maya’s words about being destined to conflict with her, trembling with anger.

At the same time, she grew increasingly regretful that she hadn’t killed her three years ago.

When Liam’s bedroom caught fire, if Maya hadn’t returned in time, the Owen Clan might have fallen into her hands; this time was just the same, with Arthur risking his life to take Maya’s, but she escaped again.

Listening to Maya’s gradually retreating footsteps, Jane held her breath, tightly clenching her fists, thinking, if I can’t kill her once, I’ll try again; doesn’t she still have one ace left, Nolan Woods, she refuses to believe Maya can outmaneuver her.

In the ward, Aron immediately sat up when he saw Maya enter.

Seeing Maya a bit upset, he glanced at the ward door and asked nonchalantly, "Maya, did you just run into Jane Spencer?"

"Yes, I did, her face was all white with anger."

"Maya, I’ve made a will yesterday. If anything happens to Uncle, everything from the Hanson Family will go to you, not that woman Jane."

Aron’s mood was heavy; the case had seen no breakthroughs or progress for a long time, and once healed, he’d have to return to the police department.

That woman Jane, did everything perfectly without a single flaw; he had little hope left in the case. But thinking she married him to seize Hanson Clan Group, even plotting against his and Maya’s lives, made Aron feel somewhat appeased.

So even if he ends up convicted because of this case, he won’t let Jane benefit a single cent.

Maya was stunned after hearing Aron’s explanation.

After being stunned, she quickly sat by Aron’s bedside, holding his hand, saying, "Uncle, why would you do this? Aren’t you afraid writing this will would make me plot against you, not saving you?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Aron’s decision was understandable to Maya, but she couldn’t accept it; she didn’t believe justice wouldn’t prevail, didn’t believe Uncle would definitely bear the blame.

"Your uncle trusts you; you’re not that kind of person." Going through the ordeal of life and death, Aron felt an inexplicable great trust in Maya.

He suddenly realized the importance of family; lying in the hospital, he often recalled his sister, how she always took him to play when he was young, so his attitude toward Maya became increasingly good.

"Uncle, nothing will happen to you." Maya opened her arms to embrace Aron, comforting him.

"Hm!" Aron nodded, if the matter could be thoroughly resolved, it would undoubtedly be the best outcome.

...

Meanwhile, at the Owen Clan Group, Elijah Reed followed behind Liam, furrowing his brow angrily, still upset over what Jane had just said.

Returning to his office, he saw Ella Turner sitting on his office sofa, playing on her phone.

Instantly, Elijah tensed up, quickly closed the office door, and left.

Seeing Ella, he involuntarily recalled the image of her robe’s waistband coming undone, and how she stole a kiss from him.

Thus, he was nervous, instinctively hiding; he was terrified of encountering Ella.

In the office, when Ella saw Elijah come in and immediately leave again, she felt even more distressed, thinking, had she misjudged his feelings? Did Elijah have feelings for her or was it just an illusion?

Ella was a bit dazed, wanting to ask Elijah for clarity; even if he disliked her, she wanted an explanation, rather than guessing his intentions and constantly thinking of him.

She quickly set her phone aside, stood up, and pursued him.

Opening the door and running out, she saw Elijah hurrying toward the elevator.

"Elijah," Ella called out, watching his back.

Upon hearing Ella’s call, Elijah not only didn’t stop but quickened his pace, clearly avoiding her.