บททั้งหมดของ You Watched Me Break, Now Watch Me Rise: บทที่ 731 - บทที่ 740

"I think Francine is being quite sincere. I don't want that photo album to end up in someone else's hands." Kyle paused, and an icy glint appeared behind his glasses.Beverly suddenly turned to him and asked, "What deal did you make with James? You obviously hated him last night, yet today you're acting like nothing happened.""He made me coffee and apologized today, saying he misunderstood me. He thought I took the chance to kidnap you," Kyle replied absentmindedly.They had already aligned their stories, leaving no room for suspicion or doubt."He made you coffee and apologized?" Beverly asked skeptically. "That sounds impossible.""He even had Harry and Esther serve it to me, and I gave them some pocket money," Kyle added evenly."No wonder they call you 'Uncle Kyle'," Beverly muttered. "They really listen to James.""Yeah, he really treats them just like his own." Kyle's glasses caught the light. "Actually, are blood relations really that important? Aren't your children his

Kyle's hand clenched into a fist at his side before Beverly took hold of it.Francine turned toward them."I have no interest in your family affairs. Just hand over Elaine's belongings, and we'll leave immediately," Kyle stated firmly.Francine glanced at Kyle. "You can leave, but Beverly stays. The family rules indeed need to be changed. I have drawn up my will, and she…" She raised a frail hand and pointed forward, then said, "will inherit everything."Everyone followed Francine's gaze, then stared at Beverly in stunned silence."Mom, are you sure about this?""You've always disliked Elaine the most, so why would you give her daughter everything?""She looks like a greenhorn who doesn't know anything. How could she inherit such a vast family empire?""Mom!"In that moment, they almost thought it would be better to name Kyle, the only male descendant in his generation, the heir rather than Beverly."How dare any of you question me?" Francine swept her gaze over them, and the

As Evan approached Beverly, he overheard her complaining on the phone."Honey, Carly has escaped from prison. She ambushed me at the Henderson estate and tried to hurt me. My hand is injured. She got away."Beverly pressed a hand to her lower abdomen, the blood from her palm staining her clothes crimson.She couldn't let Carly get another chance to come near her and harm her or the baby."It's not too serious," Beverly insisted urgently with a frown. Her tear-choked voice came out hoarse and soft. "You don't have to come. Just send someone after her. I'm fine, really. Please make sure she's caught first."Tears clung to the corners of her eyes. Her delicate, slender face sported an unmistakable look of vulnerable dependence, the kind she only showed to someone she truly relied on.For a moment, Evan felt the world spin before his eyes.There was a time when he was the one she relied on with her whole heart.Whenever she felt wronged, she would throw herself into his arms, pouri

A local anesthetic had already been administered around Beverly's wound. They had been waiting for it to take effect.Beverly shook her head."Alright, I'll start stitching now," Gina said. "The wound is quite deep and looks rather frightening. If you're scared, you don't have to watch. Don't worry, I'll keep the stitches neat and tight so that it won't leave an ugly scar.""Okay." Beverly stared at the mangled wound, the raw flesh exposed and glistening, and her other hand instinctively tightened its grip on James' collar.James cupped the back of her head and drew her face against his chest. He then lowered his head, his gaze falling on Beverly's pale little face and the white-knuckled grip she had on his collar.With his other hand, he gently cradled Beverly's face. His gaze lingered on her delicate features as he said softly, "Honey, don't be afraid. Nothing like this will happen again. I've already caught Carly and Alexis."His gaze drifted downward and caught the splotches

It was Cindy.Her attire was worlds apart from what she used to wear yet strikingly similar to how Beverly once dressed."Beverly, you must be surprised."Cindy looked nothing like her disheveled self from the night Esther ran a 104-degree fever. She took out a wedding invitation from her crystal-studded bag and handed it over. "Evan and I are getting married. We'd love for you and your husband to come," she said with her head held high and her eyes brimming with defiance.Suddenly, she turned around, and Beverly followed her gaze.There at the end of the corridor stood Evan, dressed in a suit. He was right under the light, his face half-hidden in the shadows, making him inscrutable.Cindy strode over and linked arms with him, then turned back to look at the bewildered Beverly."Oh, I almost forgot to mention—Evan has decided to acknowledge Millie as his own daughter. As for her name… well, since it was never changed on her Social Security card, it'll remain Emmeline Gray. I s