Chapter 1714
She lowered her head, delicately appreciating the tubes that adorned Joy Taylor's body, and then looked at her face.
This face was so much like Chloe Collins's, only with different years upon it—lacking vitality and furthermore, haggard and pale, exceedingly weak.
She leaned down to Joy's ear and whispered softly, "You shouldn't be alive. Because of you, my mother suffers every day, living a life worse than death. Only with your death, can we all find relief."
As these words were spoken, Joy's electrocardiogram showed her heart rate increasing.
Raine Nolan sneered: "It seems you heard what I said. Savor the last few minutes of your life because soon, I'll send you to the heavens."
"Aunt, don't blame me for being heartless. Don't come after me when you're dead. You wronged my mom first. Because of you, Tristan Collins abandoned her. Now she's cooped up in a cramped apartment, living days as long as years, all thanks to you!
