Upon hearing this, Jeremy, as if he had been guessed, slammed the painting next to him, and his sinister aura almost exploded from his eyes.
“I called them!”
Jeremy glared at her, “You have no idea how much it takes to compete with the calculating Davis family! She wanted to completely manipulate me, she wanted to treat me like a plaything, I won’t let her do whatever she wants!”
Enrico stood by Paige’s side, listening to this, his dark eyes looking gloomily at Jeremy, his thin lips pursed.
Alonso stood aside with his head bowed.
Blanca and Brangelina stood silently aside, just watching as Paige slowly stepped forward.
Her face was weak and pale in the light, and she walked a little towards Jeremy, looking at him and slowly saying, “In fact, Annie is very easy to understand. She left the Davis family for you; she was capable of doing more, but she was willing to accompany you slowly, accommodating to the pace of your maturity; she arranged for an informant in the company not to tell you, considering your pride and wanting to make your life smooth; even when she called the police, she only wanted you to understand that she has always loved you unreservedly, without the slightest calculation.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
Jeremy stood there, his broken hand, which had been bandaged carelessly, bleeding profusely, glaring at her menacingly, and pointing fiercely at his chest with the other hand, “I called the police! I won! If I didn’t do this, I would have been reduced to her plaything!”
He spoke each word with all his strength, completely ignoring the blood that was gushing more and more.
Paige continued to walk towards him, her steps still slow, slow, and non-aggressive, just like the last-minute Annie from those years ago.
Jeremy took a step back in horror.
“She wanted to save you until the end, even when you got here, she hoped that you would stop, that you would turn back, but you… wouldn’t believe in her feelings for even a moment.”
Paige closed in on him, looked at the fear in his eyes, and laughed mockingly, “Well, yeah, why would you believe it?”
“…”
“If you believe it, you’ll be wrong. You destroyed the woman in the world who loves you most with your own hands. You can’t accept this reality, so you can only be wrong, and you’ll be wrong forever.”
Paige looked at the blood rushing out of his eyes and continued to attack his heart, “You think you killed her. You abandoned your children in hell. You’d rather make your life seem like insanity than face Annie’s moth-like love that gives everything.”
Jeremy backed up step by step, looking at Paige with more and more fear in his eyes. Suddenly, he lunged at her, “You shut up-”
Enrico raised his leg and kicked him, a fierce look in his eyes, “Don’t touch her!”
The tone was like he was killing someone.
Jeremy fell to the ground in a miserable position, knocking over a bunch of shelves, and many objects all fell to the ground.
He was no longer the smug man he had been after kidnapping Paige. He looked at the mess on the floor and trembled violently. This is not right.
He is the one who called the police.
They are all wrong.
Annie is dead.
He has won.
He has suppressed the evil genes of the Davis family bloodline. He has succeeded…
He has won! Annie is dead! He killed her! Yes, he killed her. He drove her crazy and he made someone shoot her!
“Yes, I killed her. I won. I won. She always wanted to control me, just like my parents…”
He stared at the mess on the floor, mumbling, his face contorted with rage.
Alonso closed his eyes at the sight.
This was the person Annie had chosen despite everything. Instead of pulling him out of the swamp, she had let him sink in it.
Suddenly, Annie’s bitter laughter came again, “I don’t know if you will hear what I have to say, but if you do, it will be a long time from now. You can’t hold out against the Gustin Group. You’re cornered, and you’ve exhausted even the last bit of use I could have been.
“…”
“What about our child? I found out I’m pregnant. I want to give birth to Fawn.”
Annie’s tone suddenly lightened, “Maybe, all the things I’m doing now are useless, and everything is just my wild imagination. You like Fawn so much, you will like the baby in my belly too. We can still be saved, right?”
When Annie remodeled this basement, she obviously had not completely lost faith in Jeremy, she was just preparing for the worst.
During that time, she was most unsettled. She didn’t know if Jeremy had really changed or if she was having a breakdown, which was why she was so suspicious.
Everyone subconsciously looked at Enrico.
Enrico’s face was dark and hard to read, and he gave a mocking smile.
Like it? It was the kind of like his father would give, and he hadn’t gotten it all day.
“But what if you had arrived here? If even my death didn’t wake you up, then you really never loved me for a single moment, so how could you be good to my child?”
Annie’s bitter voice echoed in the basement, with a kind of disbelieving sadness.
“…”
Paige stood there listening, her throat feeling uncomfortable as if something had been stuck in it.
Annie was so clever, she understood everything, but still she didn’t care about anything.
She loved Jeremy so much.
She turned her eyes to Enrico and reached out to hold his hand. His hand was covered in blood, but she still managed to entangle her soft fingers in it.
If even my death doesn’t wake you up…
What did she mean? What did she mean?
Did she call the police herself? How could that be?
How could she have killed herself? Was she not crazy? Was she not crazy until the very end?
It’s all a lie!
Jeremy, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly raised his hands and hugged his head. The blood from his severed hand seeped out, running down his face and over his wide-open eyes. The scene was bloody and terrifying…
Suddenly, he stood up again and pointed at Enrico and Paige accusingly, “You designed this, didn’t you? You simulated her voice. What do you want? Do you want me to admit that I was wrong? No way! I was not wrong!”
“…”
Enrico pulled Paige behind him and looked at him coldly.
The Jeremy in front of him looked more like a madman.
“I won’t believe you, I won’t!”
Jeremy yelled out in a hoarse voice.
Suddenly, there was new movement in the basement. Linear lights danced across the floor, swimming towards a wall not far away, which gradually became transparent.
Like a layer of glass, it clearly reflected the bookcase inside.
This was the treasure trove.
Jeremy stared straight ahead, his eyes showing greed. The treasure trove, he could rise again, he wanted to leave here, he wanted to be the Jeremy above everyone else!
He stumbled towards the glass wall and reached out to push it.
As soon as his hand was on it, the lights moved again, following his fingers, as if the entire glass wall had turned into a computer screen.
Fingerprint unlocking again.
The next second, the glass wall automatically split open to the sides.
A short arrow shot out from inside and pierced Jeremy’s chest.