A Crazy Night

Chapter 690 Nowhere To Run

The suitcase contained all the incriminating evidence against Anya.

Anya stared at the stack of documents, her eyes blazing with a fiery intensity.

With an abundance of evidence securely in her possession, Christina exuded an air of unwavering patience. She knew Anya would not dare to defy her.

“I can easily take down all the dirt about you that’s been spreading online and give you a fresh start.” Christina enticingly offered to Anya.

Anya began to show signs of wavering.

Christina continued, “Your mother’s affiliation with the Specker family means I have to show respect to Vladimir. My ultimate goal remains the same–to gather evidence of Nigel’s involvement in the murder of my parents, make him confess, and ensure justice is served. Nigel and Yerek will never become part of the Stone family. Moreover, they abandoned you and your mother in times of crisis. Now that Nigel is facing consequences, why would you want to get entangled in that mess? If I were in your shoes, I would not only seize this rare opportunity to turn the tables but also liberate myself from Nigel’s negative influence. I would focus on building a brighter future for myself. Remember, revenge is best served cold, and it’s never too late to seek justice.”

That last remark was a wake–up call for Anya.

Indeed, as Nigel indulged in his wealth and power, his priorities revolved solely around authority and personal gain. When he eventually lost everything he held dear, he became apathetic toward his family.. He proved himself unworthy of the title of a father. Why should I sacrifice my future and engage in a struggle for the sake of so–called family honor when he was the one who let me down in the first place?

Anya carefully considered her options and began prioritizing her own benefits above all else. “I’ll take these pieces of evidence with me, and you’ll give me an additional twenty million and take care of the rumors and gossip online.”

A shrewd smile crossed Christina’s calm eyes as she responded, “No problem.”

Lyle promptly retrieved a check from his bag and handed it to Christina.

Christina decisively signed her name on the check without any hesitation, committing a sum of twenty million.

Lyle dropped the check onto the pile of evidence, fueling Anya’s eagerness to possess them all.

“Anya, I’ve shown you my sincerity. Now, it’s time for you to reciprocate,” Christina uttered.

Anya said, “Water. I want some water.”

Christina didn’t turn down her sudden request and instructed Lyle to feed her half a bottle of water.

After moisturizing her dry throat, Anya licked her cracked lips and began speaking slowly. “I do know about my father’s plot against your parents. He, along with Winston Labarge, the former CEO of Raveworks Enterprise, and his cousin David Labarge, were also implicated in the scheme. However, the Labarge brothers didn’t fully trust the generous terms my father offered them. So, every time they had private meetings with my father, they secretly recorded videos as evidence to protect themselves in the future. Later on, a rift occurred between them, and Winston sold Raveworks Enterprise and started a new company in another city. As for why Winston didn’t engage in a life–or–death struggle with my father, it was because Nathaniel and you put my father behind bars. As long as my father doesn’t confess, he has a chance to regain his freedom, and Winston and David’s misdeeds would not be exposed either.”

Despite having conducted extensive investigations, Christina was unaware that the Labarge brothers held crucial evidence against Nigel.

“Who has control over those video evidence now?” Christina asked in a deep voice.

“Of course, it’s in Winston’s hands. He’s a suspicious man. Even his buddy, who has stood by his side through thick and thin, can’t earn his complete trust,” Anya sneered. “Otherwise, how do you think you managed to make Emilia, that naive girl, meet her downfall in Winston’s hands during Mdm. Stone’s birthday party?”

Christina listened intently to Anya’s words as her expression reverted back to its usual composed state. She fiddled with her phone and asked casually, “Aside from them, who else played a part in that conspiracy?”

Anya’s expression subtly revealed a hint of cunning as she replied, “Grandma. Right from the moment the incident happened, she knew the truth. But in order to protect the reputation of the Gibson family and maintain the overall situation, she chose to conceal everything.”

She continued speaking with feigned pity. “It’s truly unfortunate for your father to have someone as selfish as her as his mother. Indeed, Timothy is far more capable than my father, but I must thank Grandma. If it weren’t for her self–centeredness, our family wouldn’t have had a chance to rise.”

In a dismissive tone, Christina scoffed, “Regardless, your glory days are over.”

Anya shot a vicious glare at her upon hearing that.

Christina got up from the chair, smoothing her coat with precision, and leveled a cold and disdainful gaze at Anya. “You’ve hit the nail on the head. It’s truly unfortunate that my father was born into such a greedy family. But mark my words, his days of suffering are over, and his future will be filled with success and fulfillment beyond anything you could ever imagine.”

Anya made no attempt to hide her jealousy toward Christina: She fired back, “The tides will turn eventually. Let’s see how long your smugness will last!”

Christina remained unfazed by Anya’s provocation. With a cold smirk, she ignored the comment and shifted her attention to Lyle. “Release her.”

Lyle stepped forward and untied the ropes restraining Anya.

Anya stretched her stiff muscles a few times and quickly gathered the check and documents, stuffing them into a briefcase. Without looking back, she picked up the briefcase and left.

Christina exhaled and took out her phone from her coat. After ending the call, a bloodthirsty smile formed on her lips. “Tell the cops that Anya is fleeing to escape punishment.” (D

When it came to punishing others, Christina might not be as tactical as Nathaniel, but in terms of ruthlessness, she was equally unforgiving.

Anya had committed numerous evil deeds. Simply eliminating her would be too lenient a punishment. She deserved no mercy or clemency.

Stripping her of her freedom, confining her within four walls, and ensuring that she never saw a glimmer of hope for the rest of her life would inflict upon her a misery akin to death itself.

In the meantime, Anya, burdened by the weight of the heavy suitcase, fought her way out of the manor and managed to flag down a taxi on the street. Desperately, she pleaded with the driver to take her to downtown.

Upon reaching downtown, Anya wasted no time. She swiftly made her way back to the hotel, where she quickly changed into a clean set of clothes. With a sense of urgency, she proceeded to the bank to cash out the check.

However, before she could make her way out of the bank, the police swiftly arrived and caught her red- handed.

During the search at the scene, the police found a suitcase she had been carrying, and its contents unequivocally confirmed her involvement in all the charges against her.

As the cold metal handcuffs were placed around her wrists, Anya’s eyes widened with the realization that she had fallen right into Christina’s carefully laid trap.

Christina had never thought of letting her off in the first place.

While she did fulfill her promise to spare Anya’s life, she resorted to a different method to punish her. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Amidst the watchful eyes of bystanders, Anya was escorted to a waiting police car, her disheveled state captured and swiftly shared online, igniting a fervent conversation.

As Christina’s car slowly passed by the bank’s entrance, she withdrew her gaze and took delight in the misfortune of the person on the other end of the phone. “Mrs. Lazuli, both Nigel and Anya have paid the price for their mistakes. Now it’s your turn, along with Yerek.”