Chapter 5

Logan Hayes's eyebrows didn't move at all. His face showed no expression, but his presence commanded respect.

I didn't miss the flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Serena held his arm, her face almost bloodless.

I directed my gaze at her:

"After killing Wendy, can you really sleep at night?"

I didn't believe she hadn't guessed my identity.

Didn't believe she hadn't guessed the relationship between her and Wendy.

Logan Hayes's eyes filled with disgust:

"You're the one who pushed Shannon and made her fall down the stairs. What, you came to my house to cause more trouble for my daughter?"

"Your mother's death was an accident. One million dollars is the highest sincerity I can offer. If you want more money, forget it."

After speaking, he glared at the butler with displeasure.

He put his arm around Serena to return to the house.

I stepped forward, blocking Serena's path:

" A debt must be repaid, and a murder must be paid for with a life.."

"I don't want your money. I want Wendy's life."

Both Logan Hayes and Serena froze, as if they'd heard the biggest joke.

Jacob rushed forward to grab my shoulder:

"Are you sick? You just blinded my dad and I haven't settled that with you yet. I'm your elder brother, and I can send you back to juvie."

I spat at him viciously:

"Pfft! Am I even Mitchell blood? Where does 'eldest brother like a father' come from? My dad is standing right here."

Serena's face completely changed.

She looked at me with something like panic, pulling on Logan Hayes's hand:

"Dad, throw her out quickly."

"I think she's gone crazy!"

"I never want to see her again!"

Logan Hayes was heartbroken.

He pulled her into his embrace:

"Okay, if you don't want to see her, you won't."

"Trust me. If I want, I can make sure she never appears within ten kilometers of us again."

The Hayes family's bodyguards understood his implication.

They exchanged glances and surrounded me.

I knew this was my last chance.

If I was expelled by the Hayes family, I would never be able to see Logan Hayes again.

Jacob glared at me with resentment.

Clearly already thinking of a hundred ways to teach me a lesson.

The moment the Hayes family bodyguards grabbed my wrists.

I smashed the little wooden box I'd been holding all along.

With a crisp "crack."

The wooden box shattered into pieces.

The contents rolled out and stopped at Logan Hayes's feet.

The man merely glanced at it.

Then his face changed drastically.