Chapter 650

"Are you insane? Kidnapping is a serious crime! You'll go to prison!"

Isabella Sullivan forced herself to sound calm, but a tremor betrayed her.

She had dared to come, convinced Vivian Bennett wouldn't dare act recklessly.

Vivian had leverage over her, forcing her hand.

More importantly, the Sullivan family stood behind her.

No matter how much Vivian hated her, she should consider the consequences.

But the woman before her had a look of reckless madness in her eyes.

A chill ran down Isabella's spine.

"The law?" Vivian sneered, her gaze full of mockery. "Someone like you dares to mention the law?"

She took a step closer.

"You think your power makes you untouchable?"

The hatred in Vivian's eyes made Isabella retreat half a step.

"Vivian Bennett!" she shouted sharply. "If you lay a finger on me, the Sullivan family will hunt you to the ends of the earth! You'll never escape!"

"Escape?" Vivian laughed, a laugh tinged with bloodlust. "I didn't bring you here to escape."

Her gaze swept over Isabella, then landed on the pale-faced Luna Clark.

"Today, we settle the score."

"For my unborn child."

"For everyone you've ever hurt."

Isabella gasped.

This woman was truly mad.

For that child, she was willing to kill!

"Hahaha—" Isabella suddenly burst into wild laughter, tears streaming from her eyes. "Your child died? Excellent! That's karma!"

Her eyes were frenzied.

"Does Liam Sullivan know? He must be in agony, right?"

"You killed my son, so your son couldn't live either!"

"This is karma!"

Vivian trembled violently.

Her eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

She raised her hand and slapped Isabella hard across the face.

"Are you even human?!"

Her voice was hoarse, choked with tears.

"What did my child ever do wrong? You hate Liam Sullivan, so why take it out on me?!"

"You're so vile, you'll burn in hell when you die!"

"You'll never see your son again!"

Isabella's cheek was red and swollen, but she laughed even more maniacally.

"Hurting you is how I hurt him!"

"I want him to suffer! I want him to regret it for the rest of his life!"

Beside them, Luna Clark's face was as pale as paper.

She spoke in a trembling voice. "Your child... was lost that night?"

Vivian turned to look at her.

Her gaze was both mocking and sorrowful.

"What? Having regrets now?"

"Because you lured Liam Sullivan away, my engagement party was ruined."

"They took turns humiliating me, digging up my past, mocking my mother."

"My cousin couldn't take it and ran out."

Vivian's voice began to shake.

An expression of pain crossed her face.

"The rain was heavy."

"I chased her to the footbridge, trying to stop her."

"But I fell down the stairs myself."

She closed her eyes.

Tears rolled down.

"The baby... was gone instantly."

Luna's heart clenched violently.

Looking at Vivian's ashen face, she could feel the heart-wrenching agony.

That night.

Vivian had not only lost her fiancé.

She had also lost her child.

For a woman, it was a devastating blow.

Luna appeared cold on the outside, but she still had a conscience.

She knew she had been forced.

But her actions had indeed been a catalyst for that child's death.

"I'm sorry..."

Luna closed her eyes, tears slipping down.

"Even though these words are meaningless."

"I truly... am sorry."

"I never meant to harm an innocent life."

An unintended wrong was still a wrong.

Harming others would eventually bring retribution.

Perhaps Vivian capturing them today for revenge was her own retribution.

Vivian gave a desolate laugh.

"What good is 'sorry'?"

"To get back at Liam Sullivan, you've used me as a target again and again."

"What did I ever do wrong?"

"What did my child ever do wrong?"

In her over twenty years of life.

She was always dragged innocently into other people's vendettas.

Enduring endless hurt.

She really wanted to ask heaven.

What exactly had she done wrong?

"Your mistake was falling in love with Liam Sullivan."

Isabella spoke coldly, her eyes filled with venom.

"That is your mistake. Your punishment."

Vivian smiled bitterly.

"You're right."

"Perhaps that is my mistake."

She lifted her eyes, her gaze resolute.

"But today, all these mistakes—"

"will end by my hand."