Hiding in the Devil's Bed (by Malea Cox) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

In the hospital, Elaine’s face was completely swathed in bandages, looking just like a mummy.

Elaine burst into tears the moment Landon arrived. “Landon, what should I do? My face is ruined. I don’t want to live anymore.

Elaine’s beautiful face was how ruined beyond recognition.

Landon still felt sympathetic and reassured her, “It can

be treated. Don’t worry.”

Elaine asked between sobs, “What if it can’t be treated?”

“It can be treated. Mr. Atkinson has already arranged for there’s always plastic surgery,” Landon said.

you

to see the best dermatologist in Lunova. He’ll definitely be able to help you. If all else fails,

Elaine finally stopped crying, her teary eyes fixed on Landon. “Landon, you wouldn’t think less of me now, would you?”

“No. You’ll always be my kid sister,” Landon said with a smile, yet

w drawing a clear line.

Elaine’s face fell in utter disappointment as she turned her sorrowful

Of course, Klein understood his daughter’s intentions perfectly.

pleading gaze toward her father.

Right now, what Elaine needed most was for Landon to say, “No matter what you look like, I’ll wait for you.”

But Landon is already married.

As an elder, he couldn’t very well ask Landon to get a divorce right away.

Landon absolutely hated being manipulated.

“Landon,” Klein said after some thought, “Elaine doesn’t want to be just your kid sister anymore.”

“At her age, she couldn’t possibly be my older sister.” Landon laughed, his eyes darkening with hidden meaning. “Mr. Atkinson, let’s not joke about such things.”

“I want to be your wife,” Elaine said, summoning all her courage.

Landon’s smile vanished instantly.

“You know I’m married. And I love my wife very much.”

“Amelia can’t even conceive anymore. She isn’t worthy of you. Just divorce her already,” Elaine blurted out.

“Good thing I don’t like kids. I never planned to have any,” Landon said, his voice growing colder as he wheeled around and left.

Elaine flew into a rage and smashed the glass on her nightstand to the ground. “Landon, do you know who did this to me? It was Amelia!”

Landon stopped his wheelchair, his icy gaze cutting through Elaine like blades.

Klein cleared his throat. “Elaine, you mustn’t make wild accusations. How could Amelia possibly do something like that?”

“That face mask came from her room. She tampered with it. She did it on purpose to ruin my face!”

Elaine shouted too loudly, tugging at the wound on her face. She hissed in pain.

Klein’s heart ached for his daughter. He stepped forward and said, “Elaine, calm down. The police sooner or later.”

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already on the case. They’ll find out who did this

Chapter 133

“Dad” Elaine pressed, “but what if the evidence proves it was Amalia?”

Klein’s face darkened as a murderous aura filled the air. “Then I’ll make her pay with her life.”

Elaine finally broke into a smile. “Fine.”

Even someone of Landon’s stature had to yield to the Atkinson family’s powerful influence.

Elaine thought to herself, ‘No matter what my face turns out like, as long as Amelia dies, I’ll be Landon’s wife.

Landon fixed his steely gaze on Klein. “If anyone dares to wrong Amy, they’ll pay dearly for it.”

Klein had spent decades ruling the underworld, getting whatever he wanted with just a snap of his fingers.

Yet at this moment, Klein felt his scalp tingle under the piercing gaze of Landon, his junior.

Stroking his beard thoughtfully, Klein said, “Landon, our families go way back. I won’t hold certain things against you, but don’t go overboard protecting your own, either.”

“Sorry, Mr. Atkinson, but I’ve always been fiercely protective of my own,” Landon replied coldly.

Klein was secretly taken aback.

Truly a Kingsley through and through–even confined to a wheelchair, Landon exuded a formidable aura.

In contrast, none of the younger Atkinsons could measure up.

Klein suddenly realized that the Atkinson family’s future prestige still depended on the Kingsley family’s support. Now was not the time for a head–on confrontation with Landon.

Relenting, Klein first comforted Elaine, then personally saw Landon out.

“Landon, you know I’ve spoiled Elaine since she was little. What I said just now was meant for her benefit. Don’t take it to heart.”

“I understand, Mr. Atkinson.” Landon chose not to expose him and calmly played along.

“If Amelia has nothing to do with this, then that poisoned face mask was meant for her. Elaine was just unlucky and took the hit this time. Next time, you might not be so lucky. You two should be careful,” Klein warned.

That same day, Elaine was transferred to another hospital, and Klein left Norava.

By evening, the police notified them that the beautician Lelia had confessed to tampering with the face mask in an attempt to frame Amelia.

As for the motive, it was straightforward.

The gist was that Elaine had been too arrogant and treated Lelia like dirt, which made Lelia bear a deep grudge against her.

From incident to conviction, the case was resolved with astonishing speed.

“Lelia?” Amelia asked. She couldn’t figure it out.

Lelia had just landed Amelia’s order. With a commission of 300 thousand dollars and a bonus of 50 thousand dollars, it was equivalent to a year of her salary.

Why would she be so irrational as to seek revenge on Elaine at a time like this?

“Intentional assault causing disfigurement means three years in prison. She wouldn’t have confessed if she weren’t guilty.” Landon let out a sigh of relief

As long as Amelia wasn’t the target, Landon could finally be relieved.

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