Chapter 325 Only One Person Allowed to Live
"We meet again," a female voice sounded.
Cecily stood up, gently straightened her clothes, and looked at the woman in front of her—Eliza!
"Yes, we meet again, Eliza!"
Eliza smiled, "What are you talking about? Who is Eliza? I am Cecily."
"There's no one here but your people. Do you still need to keep pretending?" Cecily asked calmly.
Eliza smiled, "There's no need for me to keep pretending. After all, you're about to die, and the identity of Cecily will be mine alone. Yes, I am Eliza. Now that you're sure, what can you do about it?"
A barely noticeable cold smile appeared in Cecily's eyes.
Eliza didn't know that her every word and action was being recorded by a micro-camera into Griffin's computer.
"The antidote."
Eliza sat there, resting her chin on her hand, looking at Cecily unhurriedly, "Don't be in such a hurry. Isn't it just the antidote? I have plenty. As long as you're willing to give something, I'll give you as much as you want."
Cecily squinted her eyes slightly, "I've come here, haven't I? Isn't that enough for you to handle?"
Eliza sneered, "Smart move."
"I'm curious, why did you target me? Many people are more beautiful than me, and many have wealthier backgrounds. Why me?"
Eliza got up walked quickly to Cecily, "Do you want to know?"
Cecily raised an eyebrow and met her gaze.
"Because of your mother!" Eliza's face turned vicious. Seeing Cecily's confusion, she laughed, "Looks like Darian didn't tell you."
Cecily squinted her eyes, "What?"
"Because your mother killed my adoptive father, who was also Darian's father, Patrick. Darian knew this, but unfortunately, he didn't tell you."
Cecily thought of Darian's sudden abnormal behavior that night.
So that night, he had learned about this, which explained his reactions. But because he wasn't sure, he didn't tell her. Later, he probably tied up Eliza and Ophelia to figure this out.
And Owen didn't allow Darian to be with her, probably because of this.
Her doubts were suddenly resolved, but another doubt arose.
Eliza said her mother killed Darian's father? What did her mother have to do with Darian's father's death?
"Do you know? When my adoptive father died, I was in the same car with him. If it weren't for your mother, my adoptive father wouldn't have died!" Eliza grabbed Cecily's neck, her eyes wide with rage, getting more agitated as she spoke.
Cecily frowned, "My mother killed Darian's father? Where's the evidence?"
"Evidence? I was in that car and heard their entire conversation. Everything I say is evidence. If it weren't for going to save her, my adoptive father would have taken me to school instead of turning to the airport. If he hadn't gone to the airport, there wouldn't have been a car accident. Without the accident, he wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have been disfigured in that accident. It's all Vivienne's fault, all her fault!"
"So I want revenge. I want to get plastic surgery to look like you, get close to her, torture her, and take everything that belongs to you. Look, I've done it. Now, you're just an ant in my palm. I can crush you whenever I want."
Eliza's eyes were full of malice, staring coldly at Cecily like a venomous snake.
"So you stabbed Sandra with a knife and then made a big deal out of it online so that the Bennett family would see my face and come looking for us, allowing you to enter the Bennett family, right?"
"That's right." Eliza raised an eyebrow, "Unfortunately, the Bennett family is more cautious than I thought, and you're harder to deal with than I imagined. Otherwise, I would have been Ms. Bennett long ago."
Cecily pushed her hand away, her eyes full of sarcasm, "So, according to you, do you want revenge more, or is it your own greed? If you really had such deep feelings for the Fitzgerald family, how could you harm your adoptive mother just to frame me?"
"That was an accident! It was Ophelia's incompetence. My original plan didn't involve hurting Sandra!"
"But you did hurt her, Eliza. Whether what you said about my mother killing Darian's father is true or not, don't make yourself sound so noble. You took my identity not just to get close to my mother for revenge but because you wanted the Bennett family's wealth for yourself."
Cecily exposed Eliza's thoughts, and Eliza grabbed Cecily's collar, laughing mockingly, "Shut up. What right does the daughter of a murderer have to judge me? This is what your mother owes me, what you owe me. So what if I take it?"
At this moment, the door opened, and Matthias walked in.
"Miss, the person is here."
Eliza glanced coldly at the door and threw Cecily aside, "Bring him in."
Soon, her bodyguard brought someone in.
Cecily looked closely and saw it was Vincent.
Vincent looked pale, his forehead covered in sweat, clearly in pain from the poison in his body acting up again.
Cecily's pupils contracted, "Vincent!"
Vincent knelt on one knee slowly raised his head, his hair casting a shadow on his forehead, but his eyes still shone brightly at Cecily, just like when they first met.
"Sister, you shouldn't have come."
Eliza laughed, finding it amusing, "If she didn't come, you would die. Are you really willing to die for her? If so, I don't need to give you the antidote. Sending you both to hell together sounds good."
She glanced at the clock on the wall, "Yes, it's almost time. In two hours, you'll die from the poison. Cecily, do you want to see him bleed to death? It will be very interesting."
"Eliza, are you going to break your promise?"
"Promise? Does it matter? Didn't you bring a recorder to set me up? Are you very trustworthy?"
Eliza smiled, "How about this? I don't want more people to die. Let's play a game."
Eliza clapped her hands, and her subordinate brought two white bottles of pills. She played with them in her hand.
"I have two bottles of pills here. This one is his antidote. If you take the other bottle, I'll give him the antidote. This way, I'm not breaking my promise. My goal is to kill you. You die, he lives. Very reasonable, right?"
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