All Chapters of The Sweetest Revenge: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

"Let go of me! You're hurting me. Sam, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Can't you at least show some dignity? It hurts!"Giselle had always had sharp hearing. Now that she was standing by the stairs, every single word came through loud and clear. It piqued her interest. This was a juicy scoop about Sam.The woman's voice was sweet and crisp. It was instantly recognizable. It was none other than Kelly Manning, the celebrity who had already sparked rumors with one glance when the dating reality show had just started. As expected, netizens had sharp eyes. Giselle's observation of details was also accurate. What she overheard now basically nailed the truth to the wall. Instead of exposing them, though, she turned and slipped away quietly.Outside, Harry noticed that Giselle was visibly in a good mood. He couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Giselle, why are you smiling so happily?"Happy? Giselle raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren't I always like this?"She felt the

The cider wasn't strong at all. It could almost pass for juice. Without thinking twice, Harry accepted the glass Cyrus handed him and downed it in one go. Smacking his lips with satisfaction, he exclaimed, "This cider is really good!"Cyrus smiled and said, "If you like it, have some more."After that, Cyrus walked away, leaving the three on their own. Lindsay swirled the pink cider in her glass while breathing in its sweet aroma. When she noticed Harry reaching for another pour, she cut in and said, "Don't drink too much."Harry waved her concern off and replied, "It's just cider. I won't get drunk off this. Don't worry."Through the earpiece, Giselle's voice chimed in, "Drink less."Harry paused mid-pour, looking sad. Alright then, he wouldn't drink anymore. However, he had already decided to buy a whole stock of this cider later and enjoy it slowly at home. It was a great plan, except he didn't realize he had already walked straight into Cyrus' trap.Vivian stuck closely t

Harry glared angrily at Cyrus. "I told you that I don't like Vivian. Anything that is forced won't work out well. If anything happens to me today, my family will never forgive you!"He was trying to threaten Cyrus with his family, but he had forgotten that Cyrus clearly wasn't a normal person. He had thought of the Stones before drugging Harry, and he knew that it would be impossible for him to continue staying in Seaworth. However, as long as Vivian was happy, he was willing to bear all the consequences. Cyrus stepped closer.There was nowhere for Harry to go, and his legs gave way as he fell onto the round bed. The soft mattress sank under him, and he began panicking uncontrollably."Harry, do you think that I'm scared of your family? I don't have anyone to rely on anyway. My life is worthless. Besides, our society is governed by law. Would you dare to kill me?"Cyrus was fearless. Harry heard the door being pushed open. He thought that he was saved, but his heart sank when

Lindsay started helping to look as well. Suddenly, Brody cried out in shock, "There's a door here!"Almost as soon as he had finished speaking, Cyrus scrambled up from the floor, where he had curled up in pain. He tried to rush over, but Giselle moved quickly and grabbed his wrist. She flung him over her shoulder yet again. Cyrus was helpless to stop them. He howled in anguish and gazed viciously at Giselle, who had her back to him. "No! You can't interrupt Vivian!"It wasn't hard to imagine what they would be interrupting. Everyone was keen for drama, so they surged forward curiously. They were expecting to see a passionate scene, but before they could break the door down, it opened. The first person to appear was Vivian. She was slightly disheveled, and her black hair was in a mess. Her face was streaked with tears. When she saw the crowd, all she felt was shame. The tears that she had suppressed rose up again, and she ran out, crying. Giselle was worried about Harr

If their roles had been reversed and something like that had happened to Jean, she might not have been as calm as Moira. Silence fell in the hospital room.Giselle glanced at the time and got ready to leave.Jean took the opportunity to go with her. The two of them stood in the cramped elevator, and it was so quiet that they could even hear the sound of each other breathing. The red numbers over the elevator doors kept counting down until they stopped on the first floor with a soft ding. Jean finally said, "Gigi, thank goodness you were there tonight."Just as Moira had said, it was a good thing that they had found out in time and stopped it. Otherwise, things would only have gotten worse. Neither of Jean's children gave her any peace, and her husband had had an affair. Jean felt very defeated, and she was engulfed by a relentless exhaustion. No matter how many times she called Vivian, there was no answer. That was the last straw. When they walked out of the hospital,