Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Overseas, in the intensive care unit.

Sandy had just received the news and hurried to the downtown hospital's ICU.

A bodyguard stopped Sandy, saying, "Miss, Mr. Angelo has ordered that no one is to approach the ward and disturb the gentleman's rest."

With a sharp slap, Sandy struck the man. Given the disparity in their statuses, the bodyguard dared not make a sound.

Tears welled in Sandy's eyes, her expression shadowed by a gloom previously unseen: "He's my father! By what right are you keeping me from him? Move aside!"

"Miss, as Mr. Angelo ordered, no one is to approach. Please don't make this difficult for us."

Though the bodyguard dared not physically stop Sandy, no one there would dare lay a hand on her.

Everyone knew that Miss Pollard was Mr. Angelo's most beloved sister.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

None had ever crossed the young lady and escaped Mr. Angelo's wrath unscathed.

"I don't care! Move aside now, or I'll have my brother flay you and draw your tendons! Let's see if you dare stop me then!"

Sandy's words sent chills down the bodyguard's spine.

Perhaps Sandy was merely speaking in anger, but Kiran was indeed capable of such actions.

"What's going on here?"

Kiran's voice suddenly pierced the tense atmosphere.

Hearing Kiran's voice, the bodyguard immediately bowed his head: "Mr. Angelo!"

"Didn't I tell you not to let anyone near the ward?"

A hint of danger laced Kiran's tone.

The bodyguard dared not even lift his gaze.

This time, Kiran had brought a substantial entourage, each member a trained elite bodyguard.

In an instant, the bodyguard felt his life might well end here.

Yet Sandy stood in front of the bodyguard, coldly questioning Kiran: "Brother, with father in such a state, why won't you let me see him? Does this have anything to do with you?"

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Sandy refused to believe her brother would harm their father.

Kiran might be a ruthless demon outside, but he would never hurt his family.

"Sandy, you're my sister. Do you really think I would harm our old man?"

Kiran didn't care about others' opinions but valued how he was perceived by his sister.

Sandy's gaze flickered, her previously firm stance wavering.

She couldn't believe it.

Nor dared to.

Yet, the primary beneficiary of their father's predicament was Kiran.

Sophie had once said, to see through a matter, one must look beyond appearances to the essence.

And the essence he saw was Kiran as the ultimate beneficiary.

Seeing Sandy's evasive gaze, Kiran instantly understood her thoughts, his eye's darkening as he spoke

softly, "Our Sandy has really grown

up."

"I'm not a child anymore! I won't always be under your protection! I want to be a source of pride for you and father... So, brother..."

Grasping Kiran's hand, Sandy said,

"If there's anything wrong, let's face

it together, alright? I don't want to be a burden, and I don't believe you would harm father... Father might have been strict with you, but know you love him, and he loves you... Can't we stop fighting? I'm scared something might really happen to father..."

By the end, Sandy could no longer hold back her tears.