LOGIN"Weren't you about to shoot me earlier? Why are you trembling now?" I asked, walking toward Rachel.She shrank back instinctively and turned to Simon for help, but he turned his head away. After all, he could barely protect himself now."I'm sorry, Ms. Abigail. I know I was wrong. I'll apologize to you. I'll grovel before you and Ms. Evonne's feet, okay?" Rachel threw herself at my feet and started begging for forgiveness, just like Evonne had once done for her.I let out a cold chuckle and lifted her chin with the tip of my heel. "Weren't you arrogant enough to steal other people's fiances? I'm surprised you know how to apologize now. If you like stealing men so much, I'll send you somewhere full of them. You can have your fill."My bodyguards dragged Rachel up after I spoke. Her carefully done makeup was smeared and filthy from the floor. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled, but it was futile.Once she was dealt with, I turned to Simon. "You're the one who drugged Evon
"You went through all that trouble to get me here. So, what's this really about?" A teasing voice came first, followed by the man himself.The man was tall and lean. His deep brown eyes held a hint of relaxed arrogance. Although his tone seemed casual, the authority he carried shut the room up instantly.At once, the men being held down lit up, as if they'd found a lifeline."You're finally here, Mr. Griffin!""Help us deal with this shameless woman!""We've been waiting forever, Mr. Griffin!"I smoothed my dress as I watched the man walk over. It turned out to be an old acquaintance.The easy smile on Henry Griffin's face vanished the second he looked up and saw me, tears suddenly welling up at the corners of his eyes.Ignoring everyone else's pleas, he strode over to me. Gone was his earlier laid-back attitude, replaced by a focus so intense as if he were examining a treasure once lost."You… You're really back?" Henry's voice trembled. He stopped about three feet away, not
Dominic trembled slightly. No one knew my methods better than he did, and he knew just as well that there was no way out for him now."Have you lost your mind? That's Mr. Clarke you're hitting!" Rachel shrieked, glaring daggers at me. "So what if you're Abigail Bradford? The Bradfords are finished. You might've been untouchable once, but that was in the past. The Bradfords don't even rank in Gryndon nowadays!""Is that so?" A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I leaned back lazily into the couch. I lifted my hands in a careless shrug, saying, "Then go ahead and call your families. See if they're willing to stand against the Bradfords."The men's expressions lit up. They began digging out their phones."Just wait! You'll be done for once my people get here, slut!""That's right! No matter how arrogant she is, she's still a lone woman!"They cursed under their breath as they made their calls, but their families hung up at once when they heard that they were facing the Bradfords."
"Alright." I looked up and nodded slightly.Gillian stood up and shot the men restraining me with a cold look. "Let her go now!"The men looked at her and flinched, immediately releasing their grip.A flash of panic crossed Dominic's face, but he forced himself to calm down. His expression hardened. "How dare you cause trouble in Nocturne! Get everyone over and detain all of them!"Just as Amanda reached for her phone, I let out a cold laugh. "My people are already in. Do you really think you still have anyone left to call?"Dominic turned around. The large group of bodyguards that had been stationed at the entrance was gone.His face flushed red with fury. "Who the hell are you? Do you have any idea who the people in this bar are? You can't afford to offend any single one of them here!"Gillian scoffed and looked up at Dominic, her sharp gaze cutting straight through his bluster.She spat, "How dare you say that, Dominic? You were nothing more than Ms. Abigail's father's lapdo
"Dominic!" Evonne's eyes lit up. Withstanding the pain, she stood up and urged, "You're finally here! Get them to release Abby!"Dominic's gaze flicked to the injury on her knees and forehead. With a darkening expression, he asked Amanda, "What's going on?"She stepped forward with her head respectfully lowered. "Someone impersonated Evonne's older sister and came here to cause a scene, Mr. Clarke."Dominic's eyes widened. His voice trembled as he asked, "Where is she?"As Dad's most trusted subordinate, he was one of the very few people who knew who I really was.Rachel lowered the knife and walked forward, looking aggrieved. She jerked her chin in my direction. "That's her, Dom."Shock flashed through Dominic's eyes the moment he saw my face, but he quickly regained his composure. "So unbelievably similar. It's like they're identical."He then let out a quiet sigh. "It's a shame she's already dead. No matter how convincing she seems, an imposter is still an imposter."Evonne
The moment I finished speaking, the crowd burst out laughing, as if they'd just heard a joke."Abigail Bradford? You've got to be kidding. That woman's a powerful legend in Gryndon, but she's been missing for years. Rumor has it she's died overseas. You're not saying that's you, are you?""Well, Abigail Bradford is also a Bradford. Could it actually be the same Bradford family?""No way! The Bradfords only have one daughter."Rachel covered her mouth and laughed softly. "Where did you find this imposter, Evonne? Her acting is terrible, and yet she dares to pretend she's Abigail Bradford?"I looked at her, my gaze cold and indifferent.The Bradford family had only ever presented Evonne to the public.As I was the designated heir, I'd been raised in secrecy for my own protection. As such, only a few knew my real identity."Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough, Evonne? Get this imposter out of here!" Simon frowned at Evonne and me, his gaze filled with disgust.Evonne clutched







