The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 185

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The Heiress’s Second Chance at Vengeance

Chapter 185 A Smile and a Knife

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Christian’s face darkened. “That little bastard Henry actually took our sister right under our noses!”

“Send someone to follow her,” Ronaldo ordered calmly. “I’m going to the Foster family myself.”

“You’re going personally?”

“Who else, you?”

“… Then yeah, better if you handle it. The Foster family in Westbrook isn’t someone I want to mess with. I don’t want to drag Tristan into this.”

“Idiot.”

Ronaldo could barely stand talking to Christian. Out of the four brothers, Christian was the only one who never took anything seriously.

At the Foster estate, Eliza stepped out of the car with Henry. Compared to Nolan’s home, the Foster house was massive, more like an old manor steeped in age and legacy.

“Are your parents home? I feel like I shouldn’t be here uninvited,” Eliza said.

“They’re usually away. It’s just me and the staff most of the time.”

The moment they walked through the door, uniformed maids on either side bowed politely. “Welcome home.”

Eliza instantly wanted to curl her toes from secondhand embarrassment. Henry actually lived like this every day?

“This way.”

Clearly used to it, Henry casually led her through to the sitting room.

“This place is huge,” Eliza said, glancing around.

“I live here alone, most days. My parents rarely come back,” Henry said as he poured her a cup of tea.

Eliza held the warm cup, eyes lowered. “So are you going to tell me now–why you lied to bring me here?“.

Henry’s hand froze.

“Nolan never told you to come pick me up, did he?”

His lips pressed together.

“And the one who called Zayden’s mother to ambush me–that was you too, wasn’t it?”

Eliza hadn’t wanted to believe it. She’d spent days thinking it over, looking for another explanation. But

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there wasn’t one.

The person who told her to wait at the street corner that day had been Henry. And the moment she stepped out, Grace appeared and grabbed her. That kind of precision had to come from someone tipping

her off.

It could only have been Henry.

“That day was your birthday,” she said quietly. “If I’m right, you used it as an excuse to gather everyone and distract them. You tipped off Zayden’s mother, told,her where to find me, and set me up to be taken.”

She still remembered every detail of that day. She’d hoped–begged herself–that it wasn’t Henry.

But his silence said everything.

“Why?” she asked. “Why would you turn on me?”

Henry had always been the nicest to her at school–besides Nolan. She couldn’t think of a single thing she’d done that would push him to betray her like that.

“Elizze… you could’ve just pretended you didn’t know.”

Henry’s voice was low. He stared at her. “You shouldn’t have known about the flu outbreak.”

The word sent a chill down Eliza’s spine. “What do you mean?”

“The real reason Foster Pharmaceuticals has been declining over the years–is that.”

Eliza’s mind flashed back to the vial Nolan had handed her after receiving treatment from the experts.

And then it clicked.

“You’re saying… the global flu outbreak–that was you?” Her voice was barely a whisper.

She didn’t want to believe it. A pandemic that massive… manufactured?

“It wasn’t us,” Henry said. “But we knew. And that knowledge was supposed to stay buried. But you knew.”

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