Free Web NovelChapter 609: You Can All Die with Me
"Yes, I’ve died once." Yvonne snickered, "Now I’ve possessed Wendy and come back to haunt you. Michael, are you touched?"
Touched?
Michael felt only disgust and repulsion.
"I don’t believe in ghosts and spirits." Michael looked at the face that was exactly like his Wendy’s and said coldly, "If you really are Yvonne, did you get your face fixed to look exactly like Wendy?"
Jake stood beside Michael. His fists were tightly clenched and there was hatred burning in his big eyes.
It had not occurred to him at all that this might be Yvonne.
That woman should have already been dead.
"Where is my Mummy? What have you done to my Mummy?" asked Jake, his childish voice hostile as he looked up at the woman.
He didn’t care who she was. He simply wanted to know where his mother was.
Her gaze was fixed upon Michael, Yvonne ignored Jake. Grinning, she asked, "Michael, you’ve killed me once for Wendy. Are you going to kill me again?"
Yvonne knew it would not end well for her once Michael found out who she was, but in order to let Michael think of her again, she willingly exposed herself.
Barely a year had passed and Michael no longer knew who she was. The man she loved for so many years couldn’t even recognize her. She was pathetic.
Even if he hated her, Yvonne wanted Michael to remember her forever.
"Where is Wendy?" Michael clenched the whip in his hand tightly. He waved the whip in his hand as he stared at Yvonne with his head slightly lowered.
It was obvious he was threatening Yvonne.
If she would not tell him where Wendy was, he would use the whip on her, without any mercy whatsoever.
Yvonne was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of pain.
In the space of a few minutes, she had lost all hope.
Looking at the whip in Michael’s hands, Yvonne trembled fearfully, "Michael, I’m Yvonne. Can you really bear to do that to me?"
Michael ignored her pleas, as his eyes were red with anger. Enunciating each word clearly, he said, "I will give you one last chance."
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
He did not hear any answer from Yvonne at the end of his countdown.
His whip cut through the air, lashing down forcefully and striking Yvonne’s body.
She was by now in so much pain that she barely had the strength to scream. Her cries were noticeably softer than before.
"Where is Wendy?" Still not getting an answer from Yvonne, Michael lashed out with the whip again.
"I will tell you..." Yvonne could not bear it any longer. She rasped weakly, " She... she..." Before she managed to finish her sentence, her head drooped forward.
It seemed she had fainted again.
"Wake her up!" Michael yelled at the guard standing behind him.
Yvonne was soon brought back to consciousness by the cold water being splashed on her.
She could no longer bear the feeling of being awakened by cold water after fainting from pain. It was excruciating.
"Talk!" Michael growled at Yvonne.
"I... I don’t know, either," stammered Yvonne with much difficulty. "I only agreed to cooperate with Christian and take her place when a suitable opportunity presented itself. He... He took Wendy away, but I... I don’t know where he took her."
"How can you not know if you are working with Christian?" Michael waved the whip in his hand threateningly. "Tell me the truth!"
"I am telling the truth," whispered Yvonne. "Christian and I both have different aims.
I don’t care what he intends to do with her. All I want is... to return to your side."
...
Michael believed Yvonne when she said she did not know where Wendy was.
Christian wouldn’t have told her of his plans. In Christian’s eyes, Yvonne was probably just a tool, to be used and discarded.
It was most likely also Christian’s doing that Yvonne had gotten surgery to look like Wendy.
Michael had put Yvonne into the car himself back then. That mountain road was so steep, logically, there was no way she could have survived.
The only explanation was that Christian had somehow stopped the car and saved Yvonne.
It was obvious why he had saved her.
Christian’s plan from the beginning had been to have Yvonne learn to impersonate Wendy, learning her mannerism and way of speaking, then wait for a chance to swap the two.
Now that Michael thought back to the events of the past few days, it was also clear when the women had been swapped.
A few days ago, Christian had held Wendy hostage and taken Zen away.
He had brought Wendy onto the helicopter that day.
When Wendy exited the helicopter later, Michael had not noticed anything amiss.
After all, Yvonne had looked exactly like Wendy. She even sounded and acted like Wendy. Michael would not have been able to tell that it was not Wendy just by sight alone.
Michael had been in the hospital the next few days.
Even though Yvonne had visited him every day, they had not interacted much.
DR had completely collapsed once Christian left Lake City.
Michael had to take over the market previously occupied by DR in the shortest time possible, otherwise, it would all be snatched up by his competitors.
As such, he had been bogged down by work even while hospitalized.
An imposter was ultimately not the real thing and after spending time and interacting with her, Michael noticed that something was wrong.
Now, he regretted not having realized it earlier.
If he had noticed it right at the beginning, perhaps Wendy would not have been taken by Christian.
Although Michael knew Yvonne was probably telling the truth, he was unwilling to give up so easily.
Swishing the whip in his hand, Michael said darkly, "Even if you do not know where Christian has taken Wendy, you should at least know how to contact him since you’re working for him. Tell me now, how do you contact him?"
Yvonne spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed. Mockingly, she asked, "Michael, you should know Christian better than I do. Do you think he will tell me where he is going? He... He is a drug lord now, and is wanted by the Interpol."
Christian wouldn’t have told anyone where he was headed under such circumstances.
"Why didn’t you die back then?" Jake shouted furiously. His eyes were bloodshot with anger.
His gaze fell upon a spiked mace on a rack next to Yvonne.
Driven by his rage, his little hand picked up the spiked mace and swung it at Yvonne.
Yvonne was covered with cold sweat from the excruciating pain.
Jake didn’t look like he was going to stop anytime soon. Yvonne gritted her teeth against the pain and gasped, "If you kill me today, you... you won’t be able to live either."
Jake could not hear what Yvonne was saying and besides, he didn’t care.
Since she was unable to provide them with any useful information, then, there was no point in keeping her alive.
Seeing that Jake had no intention of letting up on his attack, Yvonne mustered the last of her strength and cried, "I poisoned your food!"
...
Michael and Jake immediately froze at those words.
Yvonne poisoned their food?
They exchanged looks of shocked horror.
"What poison did you use?" Michael stepped up to Yvonne. He grabbed a bunch of her hair and wrenched her blood-stained face up to him. "Where is the antidote?" he demanded.
"You want the antidote?" scoffed Yvonne. "Michael, do you think I will give you the antidote?" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"Yvonne, don’t test my limit!" Michael pulled her hair roughly.
"Ha-ha..." Yvonne started laughing crazily. "You can all die with me. This way, even if I die, it’s worth it."
"You’re lying!" Michael didn’t know if Yvonne was telling the truth but decided to call her out anyway, "You’ve been accompanying me at the hospital every day. If anything, you only had the chance to poison my food!"
But there hadn’t been any noticeable change in his body. The doctors had given him daily checkups in the hospital and had found nothing out of the ordinary.
If she had poisoned him, he would have known by now.
"That’s why I did not poison your food," Yvonne said smugly. "I know the risk of being discovered would... would be very high if I poisoned your food while you were at the hospital."
"Besides," Yvonne continued, grimacing in pain, "I don’t want to poison you... you. Although you do not love me, I love you. I wouldn’t be able to... to bring myself to hurt you.
I poisoned the food at home."
"That’s even less believable." Michael again refuted that possibility, "The food you cook tastes totally different from the food Wendy cooks. I’m sure you did not cook any of our meals. They were all cooked by Zess so you wouldn’t have had the opportunity to poison them."
"Michael dear, you underestimate... me." As expected, Yvonne fell for Michael’s trick and told him exactly what and when she had administered the poison to show him just how clever she had been. "I will enter the kitchen whenever Zess cooks, if not when she’s cooking, then, after she’s done. Then, I will find an opportunity to put the poison in the food."
"You eat with us. If you poison the food at home, won’t you get poisoned too?"
Michael pressed for more details.
"I only poison one of the dishes. As long as I... I don’t eat that particular dish..." Yvonne stopped before she finished talking and took several gasping breaths.
She didn’t have to finish talking. Michael understood her plan.
If what Yvonne said was true, things were bad, "But nothing has happened to us thus far. Leah, Jake, Zess, and I are all still perfectly fine." Michael continued his questioning.
He hoped Yvonne would not be able to explain it. That would mean that she had been lying.
"I used a slow-acting poison." Yvonne replied, "It will not take effect so quickly."
She had asked Christian for the poison. She knew Michael would see through her actsooner or later and had hoped that this would help to save her life.
Even if she did not manage to save herself, she could at least take some of them with her.
She had opted for a slow-acting poison as she had not expected to be found out so soon.
Yvonne had thought she might be able to keep up the act for at least a month or two.
During that time, she could seduce Michael and he would hopefully get her pregnant. Once she was with child, she would have more leverage. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Unexpectedly, Michael had realized she was not Wendy so quickly.
"Since it’s a slow-acting poison, it will not take effect so soon." Michael heaved a sigh of relief at the news.
