The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 518

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Henry’s assistant quickly escorted the executives, shareholders, and even a few minor employees out of the office.

Wendy’s face grew darker as she watched Henry act with such ruthless efficiency.

“You’ll regret this one day,” she said coldly.

“You’re joking. I’ll never regret it,” Henry replied, his tone flat.

He had already shown her as much courtesy as he was willing to–only because she was his aunt and because his father had instructed him not to make the matter too ugly.

Otherwise, he would have made it public company–wide, even plastering it in the news to humiliate her.

“Please,” he said, making a polite but dismissive gesture toward the door.

Wendy, seething, could only leave. Her leverage was still in Henry’s hands, and she had no choice but to

retreat.

As she walked out, one of her bodyguards tried to comfort her, but she struck him across the face without hesitation.

The bodyguard didn’t flinch—he was used to this. He simply bowed his head and let her vent.

“Bring Naomi to me. Now,” Wendy ordered icily.

The bodyguard didn’t dare delay. He drove straight to a small private clinic Wendy owned on the outskirts of Westbrook.

Inside, Naomi was still recovering from surgery. She had been confined to bed for an entire day, unable to tell night from day. When the bodyguard burst into the room, the doctors stepped aside immediately.

He grabbed Naomi by the hair and yanked her upright. Pain shot through her scalp as if it might tear free from her skull.

“Ah!” Naomi cried out in shock.

Her entire body was bound in bandages; only her eyes showed the panic within.

When she saw it was one of Wendy’s men, she snapped, “What are you doing? I’m Ms. Wendy’s business partner! Who gave you the right to treat me like this?”

Just yesterday, she had struck a deal with Wendy, who had seemed pleased with her. Who would dare lay a

hand on her now?

Before she could finish, Wendy herfelf strode into the clinic and slapped her–hard–across her freshly operated left check.

The pain ripped through Naomi like fire. She had been under anesthesia during the cosmetic procedure and hadn’t worried about her pregnancy, but now the blow sent agony through her face and down into her limbs, even making her belly cramp.

Wendy looked at her without an ounce of pity, only cold malice. She despised lies–and Naomi had lied about something this serious.

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Chapter 518 No Mercy for Betrayal

“Ms. Wendy! What are you doing? I was trying to help you–why are you hitting me?”

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“Help me?” Wendy laughed bitterly. “If not for you, would I have made a fool of myself in front of Henry today? Would I be under his thumb? Would he have stripped away my network in the Foster family? You dared to lie about the ring–I think you really have a death wish.”

The humiliation she’d suffered at the Foster offices still burned in her chest. She needed someone to bear the brunt of her rage, and Naomi was the perfect target.

“What? I didn’t lie about the ring! The one I gave Henry really was fake–I had it custom–made. You can check for yourself; I have the receipt! I swear I didn’t lie!”

“Didn’t lie? Then who leaked my secret? Hmm?” Wendy’s voice dripped with venom.

Whether Naomi had deceived her or not no longer mattered–what mattered was that Naomi had led her into humiliation.

“No, Ms. Wendy, I don’t know anything! It wasn’t me!” Naomi’s voice was frantic. She had no reason to do such a thing.

“Ms. Wendy,” one of the doctors interjected nervously, “Miss Naomi’s face was just repaired… If you do this, the stitches will tear…”

Wendy’s eyes lit with a darker idea. “If they tear, then fix them again–without anesthesia. Let her learn the meaning of real pain.”

The room went cold, and even the doctors felt a chill crawl down their spines.