Seeing Loren suddenly collapse in pain, Maeve’s gentle expression instantly vanished, replaced by a vicious, malevolent sneer.
“My dear nephew, you really are as stupid as they come!
Did you honestly think I came here just to serve you pastries?
You are far too naive.
Even after all these years, you still haven’t grown up.
You’re almost cutely childish.
With a brain like yours, how could you possibly manage such a massive family estate?
If you ask me, it’s better to leave it to me!” Maeve sneered, squatting down in front of Loren.
She patted his cheek as if lecturing a small child, her eyes overflowing with disdain.
“Why…
why are you doing this?
Didn’t you say the grudges of the older generation wouldn’t affect us?” Enduring the agonizing pain, Loren looked up at Maeve with a face full of disbelief.
Hearing this, Maeve burst into loud laughter.
“You fool!
You believe whatever I say?
My hatred for your father is irreconcilable.
I’ve wished for his death for years, and as his offspring, you deserve to die as well.” “But you’re acting in my own manor.
Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to escape?” Loren asked, curious.
“Hehe.
By ‘your people,’ do you mean that female secretary behind you?
I might as well tell you: the poison you’ve been affected by wasn’t ingested.
You breathed it in.
The moment I opened that box, the toxic gas began to spread throughout the room.
So, everyone in this room has already been poisoned.
Naturally, your beautiful secretary won’t escape either.
She will die too.” Maeve’s face was dark, her eyes tinged with a frightening red hue.
“I see.
To kill me, you really spared no effort as an aunt!
It seems my parents’ deaths had everything to do with you as well!” Loren lay limp on the ground, staring up at Maeve with a dark expression.
Hearing his words, Maeve scoffed.
“There’s no need to try and bait me.
Since you’re a dying man anyway, what’s the harm in telling you?
Yes, I ordered your parents’ murder.
I was the mastermind behind everything.” “So, in other words, you’ve joined Hydra.” “Heh, I didn’t expect you to have investigated this far.
Quite surprising.
I never took you seriously back then, which seems to have been a mistake.
But it doesn’t matter now.
You are destined to die by my hand.” As Maeve spoke, she drew a dagger from her waist and, without a moment’s hesitation, drove it viciously toward Loren’s heart.
Yet at that exact moment, Loren, who had been lying motionless on the ground, suddenly shot his hand out.
He grabbed the dagger in Maeve’s hand and effortlessly snatched it away.
“You?!” Seeing that Loren could still move—and possessed such immense strength—Maeve’s face filled with sheer disbelief.
She realized instantly that she had been tricked.
Spinning around, she rushed toward the main door, attempting to flee.
But right then, 2B leapt forward, cutting off her escape route and slowly closing the doors to the main hall.
In the blink of an eye, Maeve was completely cornered inside the hall.
Loren, having snatched the dagger, stretched lazily and got to his feet without any rush.
“You…
you weren’t poisoned?
That’s impossible!” Seeing Loren standing before her completely unscathed, Maeve’s eyes shook with shock.
Staring at Maeve’s shocked expression, Loren let out a chuckle.
“My foolish aunt, did you really think I was an idiot?
The moment I walked into this hall, I noticed your little tricks.
Packing toxic gas inside a pastry box is indeed a clever tactic, but unfortunately, your poison is just too weak.
It didn’t affect me at all.
I had to put on a whole performance of being poisoned just to play along.
How disappointing.” Loren’s words were like a resounding slap to Maeve’s face, leaving her feeling deeply humiliated.
You had to know that this poison of hers was meticulously prepared.
Even a beast as strong as an ox would drop dead on the spot after inhaling just a tiny whiff.
Yet here was Loren, claiming it had absolutely no effect.
How could she accept this?
Humiliation.
It was pure, unadulterated humiliation!
“You’re not Loren!
Loren isn’t this strong, nor does he have this kind of cunning!
Who on earth are you?!” Maeve’s face darkened.
She instantly realized that the Loren before her was completely different from the one in her memories, as if he had been replaced by someone else entirely.
“Haha, my dear aunt, what nonsense are you talking about?
If I’m not Loren, who else would I be?” Loren teased her, naturally having no intention of revealing his identity as a transmigrator.
“You can’t fool me!
The real Loren Morgan was spoiled rotten by his parents.
He indulged in wine and women, with absolutely nothing in his brain.
He was a complete waste of space.
But you…
I must admit, you are incredibly cunning and ruthless!” “Is that so?
It seems you knew ‘me’ quite well.
But people grow up.
Besides, my cunning and ruthlessness pale in comparison to yours.
To think that, as an older sister, you actually masterminded the murder of your own younger brother.
You venomous viper of a woman, you truly deserve to die.” Loren’s voice was ice-cold.
He wanted nothing more than to kill the woman before him on the spot.
He was a transmigrator; he felt absolutely zero familial affection for this so-called aunt.
“The one who deserved to die was your father!
If he hadn’t killed our oldest brother, how could I have hated him so much?
He ruined everything of mine, so of course I had to take revenge!
He got what he deserved.” “Oh?
The truth I know is quite different from what you believe.
Maybe you should take a look at this.” As Loren spoke, he activated a projection.
The footage was split into two segments.
The first detailed a heated argument between the original host’s father and the old man regarding the inheritance of the family headship.
In this footage, the original host’s father vehemently refused the demand to become the family head.
Yet, the old man had forced his hand, leaving him with no choice.
But the second clip was far more explosive: it actually documented an illicit, incestuous affair between his aunt Maeve and his oldest uncle.
The real reason the original host’s father had wanted to leave the Morgan family and live his own life was precisely because of this.
The shock of this discovery had been so massive that he couldn’t bear to remain in the family anymore.
Who would have guessed that their eldest brother would subsequently die in a sudden accident, forcing him to take over the mantle of family head?
But because of this, his sister Maeve believed he had planned the whole thing.
This was how this entire chain of events had unfolded!
Staring at the projection on the screen, Maeve stood frozen as if struck by a bolt from the blue.
She had never, in her wildest dreams, imagined that her younger brother had long known about her affair with their oldest brother.
“Turn it off!
Turn it off now!” Raging with humiliation and anger, Maeve shrieked at Loren to shut the projection down.