The Woman From Hell
Chapter 492

Chapter 492

I looked speechlessly at him. "I’m serious."

Tyler sighed helplessly. "How saddening. I’m not the most important person to you."

"Petra won’t touch you unless she's tired of living," I said while sneering.

Tyler chuckled. "Let me analyze it for you, then. If Petra wants to retaliate against you, she'll figure out your weakness and will either indirectly cause you pain through the people you care about or do it directly to you. As for the method of retaliation, she’ll n o doubt harm your reputation, rights, and status."

I pursed my lips and fell silent.

There were not many people around whom I cared about, and those I cared about happened to be people who were not to be trifled with. Therefore, Petra would most likely directly attack me.

Would Petra harm my reputation, rights, or status first?

As I was thinking about the various means of revenge that Petra could use against me, Grandpa Jeshua walked into the private room followed by Carlson and Yvonne.

Tyler stood up to greet them and I greeted them after

him.

When everyone had taken their seats, Yvonne took my hand and said, "You've lost weight, my dear."

"That’s right,” Jeshua echoed. "You lost a lot of weight compared to the last time I saw you."

I sighed helplessly. "There's more work toward the end of the year."

"You can't disregard your health because of work. You have to eat your meals on time." Carlson reminded me.

I nodded. "I'll take care of myself and not let you worry."

“It’ll be New Year's Eve soon. I've picked a day to hold a family banquet to register you in our genealogy. The day is set for next Tuesday." Carlson looked at Jeshua and continued, "You should attend too and be our witness."

Jeshua harrumph. "Of course, I'm the witness. Do you think you would have such a good daughter if not for me?"

"You're right," Carlson echoed.

"Back then, Matthew..." Jeshua stopped halfway in his sentence.

No one said a word for a long time. Yvonne pulled out a packet of tissues from her bag and I saw that she was crying.

"Matthew is a good lad." Yvonne wiped her tears. "He often played with Eastin and Sam when they were young. He might be younger than the two of them but he was much more sensible than they were. I never saw him throw tantrums and he was always acting like an adult. He was a warm little guy and would always bring me flowers and cakes. I even had the urge to swap sons with Nancy at the time."

She cried harder as she spoke.

"Why are you crying when we're here to have a joyful meal together?" Jeshua was unstirred. "Matthew has been gone for more than seven days now, so stop crying. Cry during his death anniversary next year."

"Yeah, stop crying," Carlson said.

The atmosphere grew really gloomy all of a sudden. I pursed my lips and got up to go over to Jeshua, then bowed. "It's all my fault, Grandpa Jeshua. Matthew wouldn't have gotten into an accident if it weren't for me.

"Hurry up and get up." Jeshua tried to pull me up." Why would I blame you? That kid insisted on fighting Quinn. He tried to kill her but ended up killing himself. That's fate."

Tyler got up to pull me up.

When I sat back in my chair, Jeshua said, "Kid, why don't you tell me why Matthew tried to kill Quinn?"

Everyone turned to look at me.