Chapter 416 - 398: Dragging Them Down to Hell Together

As soon as Selene Wilson spoke, everyone’s attention turned to Chloe Simpson at the door.

Especially Alexander Johnson.

His face was full of shock, followed by an even deeper and more enigmatic expression, with emotions that were complex and elusive.

Soren Johnson snorted coldly, leaned on his cane, and sat heavily on the sofa nearby.

"Humph, what right does she have to speak? She’s inferior even to the Johnson family servants."

Gabriella Dyer also mocked with a smile: "Yes, if it weren’t for the commotion at the hospital, she probably wouldn’t have had a chance to set foot in the Johnson house in her lifetime. Now, some even suspect that the hospital drama was a play she directed and staged herself, just to enter our Johnson family doors."

Liam Johnson, however, left Chloe some dignity: "Miss Simpson, I think you should know what you can say and what you can’t."

Chloe glanced around at them all and laughed coldly: "No need for you to use those sarcastic tones to taunt me. I’ve never once considered becoming the eldest young mistress of your Johnson family."

"I never thought of it before, I don’t think of it now, and I definitely won’t think of it in the future. The reason Alexander and I have reached this point is only because of a series of coincidences."

"Besides, the Johnson house for me is like a real cage. I didn’t come to your Johnson house willingly; it was your family’s power that locked me in here."

"As for Miss Wilson, you can marry Young Master Johnson whenever you want. The decision-makers of the Johnson family are all here, and they said you should do what you want. Why ask me? What’s your intention?"

"No intention, just wanted to ask you." Selene Wilson maintained her lady-like demeanor and spoke with a smile.

Chloe didn’t back down at all: "Alright, in my opinion, there’s no time like the present. I think now is the most suitable time to get the marriage certificate."

Though her heart was aching, her mind was clear at this very moment.

"Alright, Alexander, since Miss Simpson has said so, how about we go get the..."

Selene Wilson smiled lightly, turned to Alexander Johnson, and just as she began to speak, her face suddenly went pale, and she fell from the wheelchair to the ground.

"Ah! My leg! Oh! It hurts! It hurts!"

Immediately, everyone was thrown into chaos.

Chloe just stood there at the door, watching everyone hurriedly send Selene Wilson into a room, calling for a doctor.

Seeing Selene Wilson in such pain, it didn’t look like she was pretending.

Could her leg really be paralyzed?

It’s only been a few days since they last met, how did it become like this...

The phone in her hand buzzed violently.

Chloe suddenly remembered that the man in the basement had said he would give her a big gift.

She was startled, quickly left the Johnson household living room, and answered the phone.

"How’s that, Miss Simpson? Satisfied with the big gift I sent you?"

"Was the situation with Selene Wilson your doing?"

"Miss Simpson is indeed clever, I enjoy working with smart people."

Hearing the man’s reply, Chloe confirmed that Selene Wilson’s legs were indeed ruined by him.

Honestly, she did feel a sense of relief.

But mostly she felt fear.

Who exactly is Selene Wilson?

The sole young lady of the prestigious Wilson family.

Since the Wilson family can ally with the Johnson family, their status must be equally powerful.

And yet, this person managed to ruin Selene Wilson’s legs, paralyzing her in a wheelchair in an instant.

It was evident that this person was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, he seemed to be ruthless and merciless.

Chloe indeed wanted revenge for her mother, but at this moment, every cell in her body told her that the man on the other end of the phone was terrifying, and she must stay away.

"Sir, with your capabilities, why bother seeking cooperation from me? You could easily take down everyone in the Johnson and Wilson families, wouldn’t that be simpler?"

"As for me, I have no status, no background, I am truly puzzled as to why you would regard me so highly as to consider me your partner?"

After much deliberation, Chloe spoke.

"Miss Simpson, I have my reasons for choosing you. As to what those reasons are, you will know one day, but not now."

"For now, you just need to carefully consider the cooperation issue I mentioned. Oh, by the way, I advise Miss Simpson, it’s best to cooperate with me. I imagine you wouldn’t want to experience the horror of the basement incident again, would you?"

The man, despite his courteous words, was veiled in threats.

"Cooperation? Sir, is this your attitude towards cooperation? Don’t forget, it’s you who sought me for cooperation,"

Unable to hold back, Chloe questioned sharply.

From Alexander Johnson to Selene Wilson, from Soren Johnson, Ethan Johnson, Gabriella Dyer, to the Johnson and Wilson families.

In the hands of every single one of them, Chloe was like a puppet on strings, manipulated at their whim.

In each and every situation, she had never had the capacity or room to resist.

She had truly had enough.

"Miss Simpson, don’t be angry; anger can hurt your health. If it’s because of my words just now that offended you, I apologize to you, I’m sorry."

"I’m used to being in a high position, always cooperating with people this way, it’s not aimed at you. Every partner I’ve worked with has never had any room for choice."

"Miss Simpson, you happen to be the only exception, I’ve even given you time and opportunity to consider, aren’t I? I’m saying it again, Miss Simpson, take your time to think it over."

The man apologized perfunctorily, and after saying those words, he hung up the phone.

Chloe stood in the courtyard of the Johnson family, turning her back to the living room, still holding the phone to her ear.

She was frozen there, not knowing how long she stood, before she snapped back to reality.

A few seconds later, her right hand holding the phone slowly lowered.

Her deceased mother, the bleeding body, the imprisoned freedom, the troubled King family.

And the coercive partnership with this mysterious man.

All these things seemed as if they never gave her any room to breathe.

Just then, the scene of Selene Wilson falling to the ground crying from pain replayed in her mind.

So, after a long while, Chloe finally made a decision.

Hah, alright then!

Since she had already fallen into the abyss, she would drag them all into hell.

Even if it’s fish dying and nets breaking, even if rivers of blood flow.

Anyway, she has nothing to lose.

Now that she has lost everything, what else is there to fear losing?