Chapter 364 Chester, Save Me!
Kezia's words made Eliza clench her hands into fists.
She squinted her eyes, trying hard to suppress her anger.
"Miss Lu, don't you think your requests are too much?"
Kezia curled her lips and smiled faintly. "Is this too much?"
She lowered her head and played with the recording pen in her hand. She said calmly, "Compared to Beau's life, I think it's not too much for me to ask for anything, is it?"
She looked at Eliza and laughed,
"Do you think that your husband, Beau, is inferior to your good friend Roseane's love and career? Or do you think that Beau's life is inferior to his assets?"
"If you don't agree, I can..."
Kezia raised her lips, took out a lighter, lit it, and slowly approached the recording pen.
"Anyway, these recordings are not important to you. Why don't I destroy them for you?"
As she spoke, she wanted to ignite the recording pen!
Eliza quickly took a step forward.
Kezia sneered. "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Eliza."
"I know you have extraordinary skills, but don't think you can be rude to me."
"Don't forget that there was a knife attack case that just happened in this place during the day today. The surveillance here is very sensitive now."
"Once you get rough with me... I will accidentally fall down..."
"This is the third floor. I can't die from falling. At most, I will be disabled."
"But you, you're going in."
"Beau is in grave danger. If you go in again..."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Chester and I won't help you raise those three orphans!"
Eliza's hands clenched so tightly that they creaked.
Kezia had schemed well!
She had planned everything well!
From the moment she came here, she had put everything into her plan!
Including her strength, the surveillance here, and even...
Where they were standing.
At this moment, Eliza finally understood why Roseane had been played by Kezia for so many years, but she could not fight back at all.
This woman's scheming was simply more profound than the combination of Lucija and Joye combined!
Taking a deep breath, Eliza looked up at Kezia seriously.
"I can't agree to your two big demands."
"First of all, Beau is the legal person of Sahil Group and his Valentine's Group. Even though he's the legal person, it's also the result of his struggle with many people."
"He has been working hard for so many years. It's impossible for me to give it to others without his consent when he's in a coma."
"And... "
She looked at Kezia's face coldly.
"Roseane is indeed my friend, but she has no responsibility and no need to sacrificed her emotional life and her own career for my husband."
As she spoke, she carefully moved her body towards Kezia.
Kezia curled her lips and sat there gracefully. She had no idea that Eliza was getting closer and closer.
She chuckled.
"Then you may still not know Roseane well enough."
"Roseane is a person who values relationships..."
"How much does she value relationship?"
"I lied to her that I was terminally ill and I was dying. I asked her to give me the identity of the little fairy who wrote the letter to Matthew..."
"She directly agreed. She even worked everywhere to raise money to treat me!"
The more she spoke, the more proud she became. There was no respect for Roseane in her eyes at all.
"She is such a person. I have already seen through her."
"The relationship between you and her is actually better than the relationship between me and her at that time. As long as you're willing to ask her, she will agree no matter how unwilling she is!"
After that, Kezia turned her eyes and looked at Eliza's face lightly.
"Mrs. Valentine, for the sake of your husband's life, do you want to reconsider?"
"It seems that your feelings for your husband are just so-so."
Eliza slightly narrowed her eyes. "There's no need for Miss Lu to judge my feelings for my husband."
As her voice fell, Eliza had already flashed to the front of Kezia.
She quickly rushed up and pulled Kezia back from the edge of the rooftop. Then she pressed her on the ground and began to grab the recording pen in her hand.
"I won't let Roseane pay for me, and I won't hand over my husband's achievements!"
"This recording pen is mine. It's mine. I'll definitely get it back!"
She gritted her teeth and said while struggling to grab the recording pen.
How could Kezia let her succeed so easily?
The woman's long fingernails fiercely stabbed towards the back of Eliza's hand, causing the back of her hand and wrist to be riddled with bloody holes!
The intense pain came. Eliza finally realized that Kezia had come prepared.
Not only did she accurately calculate her own position, but also the monitored their meeting...
Even her nails were covered with small blades!
Those small blades cut Eliza's arm into a bloody mess.
But she still endured the pain and pressed Kezia under her body, desperately trying to snatch that recording pen.
That was the chance for Beau to wake up!
Kezia was pressed under Eliza. She had been hurting Eliza, but she kept screaming.
"Help me!"
"Someone's trying to kill me!"
"Chester, save me!"
After a long time, the door of the rooftop was kicked open from the outside.
The moment Chester rushed in, the first thing he saw was his sister-in-law, Eliza, who was trying her best to beat his fiancee Kezia.
Their faces were covered with blood.
Chester and Kezia had been together for two years. When had he ever seen Kezia suffer like this?
The pity that Beau had given Eliza for so many days had completely vanished at this moment.
He walked up with large steps, raising his hand to forcefully pull Eliza away. "What are you doing!?"
Eliza desperately grabbed the recording pen in Kezia's hand. It hurt so much that she couldn't speak.
Just when she thought she was going to fail...
Unexpectedly, Kezia smiled proudly and let go of her hand.
On the other end of the recording pen, she lost Kezia's tug and Eliza exerted too much force.
The moment Kezia released her hand, Eliza threw herself to the side.
She rolled on the dirty rooftop for several laps and finally stopped after hitting the barrier on one side.
The intense pain ran through Eliza's internal organs.
But she acted as if she could not feel it at all.
She looked down at the recording pen soaked in blood in her arms, as if she had gotten a treasure.