Shawn Grant tried to get up, but his privates hurt too much for him to move.
Fiona Grant was stunned by South Grant's behavior. Was this really South Grant?
It was as if he had become a different person!
Fiona couldn't figure out South Grant's aberration at this moment, but when she looked at Shawn, her eyes shot cold light.
He bullied her time and again, and South Grant clearly wasn't planning to stand up for her.
If she kept him around, it would be a lifelong humiliation!
South Grant had a video in his hands. If it was discovered, her life would be over!
Shawn couldn't move right now. If she killed him now and coaxed South Grant into taking the blame for her...
Fiona began to sob lightly, as if suppressing immense pain.
"Sister, don't believe him. He won't keep his promise. If he tells Grandpa and Grandma about your identity, our family will kick us out."
South Grant slowly lifted his head, his gaze landing on Fiona.
At this moment, Fiona looked so young. Her big eyes were full of tears and panic.
Compared to ten years later, she was still too young.
She clearly wanted to use him to kill Shawn and make South Grant hide her identity.
It sounded like she was considering South Grant, but her eyes betrayed her panic, and her face showed urgency.
How could I not see this obvious ploy in my past life?
Only because family blinded me.
But the family bond that weighed so heavily in my eyes didn't mean anything to Fiona.
"No worries. Even if we are kicked out, I'll skin him alive first."
South Grant said casually, then glanced sideways at Fiona, "If you resent him and want to kill him, I won't stop you. But remember, the police station isn't a good place to be."
Thinking about that year in prison, South Grant's eyes flickered.
"Sis, I'm a girl. If I go in there, my life is over…" Fiona wiped her tears, "If Mom were here, she wouldn't let this brute bully me…"
Fiona knew South Grant always listened to Mom, so she said this.
In a past life, South Grant bore everything for Fiona because of these words.
As the eldest sister acts like a mother, she should take care of her siblings.
But that year in prison, Fiona didn't care at all that Seth was young and autistic; she took her scholarship and went abroad.
After I got out, Seth was even more withdrawn, refusing to say a word.
I still believed Fiona went abroad to study medicine to treat Seth—what a fool!
Listening to the sisters talking like they would silence him for good, Shawn was so frightened he crawled towards the door in a panic.
"Shawn Grant."
A cool voice came, making Shawn tremble all over.
"Remember what you said today. If this leaks out and consequences follow, you know damn well what's coming."
Fiona watched as South Grant let Shawn go and was red with anger.
"Sis, why did you let him go?" Fiona questioned her.
South Grant stared fixedly at Fiona for a while, then chuckled to himself.
Fiona was a bit at a loss by his laughter, "Sis… why are you laughing?"
Then South Grant turned around and picked up a Swiss Army Knife from the table outside, placed Fiona's hand over it.
"He won't get far. You can still catch him and finish him off now." South Grant's voice was icy cold, without a hint of fluctuation.
"But I'm scared…" Fiona trembled, tears falling, showing an inexplicable pathetic demeanor.
"Coincidentally, I'm scared too, scared of the cold prisons, scared of the rumors of the world, scared of the coldness of human nature, scared even more…"
South Grant saw Fiona's eyes filled with confusion—not understanding why he said such things.
"Forget it."
South Grant turned and left Fiona's room.
She went to see Seth Grant; at that moment, Seth was asleep.
He was seven years old and suffered from severe autism.
South Grant touched his cheek, and touched it as tears flowed.
Feeling someone beside him, Seth rubbed his eyes and woke up.
Seeing South Grant, his eyes brightened, then noticing she was crying, Seth ran off the bed and took a large drawing paper from the drawer on the side, handing it to South Grant.
Looking at it, she saw a set of drawings; the first had a big tree with a small sapling behind.
When storms came, the big tree stood against the wind, protecting the sapling beneath.
The second drawing showed the sapling growing, the branches and leaves flourishing.
It stretched its branches, tightly shielding the big tree that once sheltered it.
A line was written at the bottom of the paper.
"You watched me grow up, I'll protect you till old age."
Seeing this set of drawings, South Grant's tears flowed even more.
Seth watched as South Grant cried, helplessly wiping away her tears; South Grant embraced her seven-year-old brother.
"I'll watch you grow up, and you'll protect me till old age. Brother waits for you to grow up!" South Grant choked out.
Seth later fell asleep again, and South Grant sat in his room, unable to calm her mood for a long time.
Brother Seth was father Ian Grant's only bloodline in this world, her half-brother.
Ian kept this a secret, and Ian's two brothers, Miles Grant and Shawn Grant, suspected they weren't Ian's children, but Ian had a paternity test faked years ago, keeping the peace since.
Now that father has passed, South Grant swore to fight for the things that belonged to Seth.
Living this life anew, I won't be soft-hearted.
She returned to her room, changed her clothes, and a thing fell from the pocket of her jeans.
South Grant picked it up, seeing a small USB drive.
She frowned, not remembering having such a USB drive.
Curious, South Grant plugged the USB into her computer.
The USB required a password; she thought for a moment and entered Nathan Foster's birthday, and then, the USB opened.
What appeared on the screen left her shocked.