Chapter 884
Adam ranted at Rebecca with a string of insults.
"Dad, if Henry doesn't care about his life, why blame me?" Rebecca asked despairingly.
"What do you mean Henry doesn't care about his life? Wyatt orchestrated everything!" Adam shouted hoarsely, then clutched his chest and sat down on the sofa.
Rebecca was completely bewildered.
This resulted in the scene where she called Wyatt to beg for mercy.
"What do you require of me to spare my family? They are unaware of these things! Adam genuinely loved Stella, but it was me who sowed Discord between them! I beg you. Spare them!" Rebecca broke down in tears.
Wyatt said, "I demand you to give up everything now, leave the White family, and from now on, you will wander the streets, eking out a living."
Wasn't Rebecca's pride what she valued most?
Wyatt was resolute in his determination to shatter her, erasing her pride forever!
"Wyatt, you are so heartless!" Rebecca was shocked beyond words.
Wyatt sending Rebecca to beg was as good as sentencing her to death!
"It doesn't matter. You can die, at most, within two months. Your father, brothers, husband, and children will take your place, wandering the streets as beggars," Wyatt said.
Rebecca's ears rang with his words.
"You have three minutes to decide. After three minutes, I will change my mind," Wyatt said calmly.
Rebecca gripped her phone tightly and said, "Wyatt, am I solely responsible for you and Stella parting ways?"
"Don't worry. No one can escape." Wyatt's tone carried a hint of amusement.
Rebecca felt a chill in her heart upon hearing these words.
Three minutes was too short.
She had no choice.
She could only grit her teeth and agree, saying, "Wyatt, I beg you not to harm my family anymore."
She glanced at Adam.
Adam furrowed his brows, turning his head away from her.
With a bitter smile, Rebecca put down her phone and walked toward the door, consumed by humiliation.
Wyatt had someone watch over Rebecca. He drove her out of the affluent area to the slums where the destitute congregated.
She appeared too bright and beautiful. That day, she was forcibly stripped of her branded clothes and dressed in clothes reeking of filth.
At night, she found what she thought was a safe corner. However, in the dead of night, a man reeking of filth approached her.
No matter how she screamed and begged for mercy, she couldn't escape this ordeal.
In a daze, she suddenly saw herself from over a decade ago.
Stella, with a tear-streaked face and tattered clothes, appeared before Rebecca.
In her moment of suffering, Rebecca finally regretted it.
If she hadn't done those things, how much glory could Stella, a bastard daughter, have stolen from her?
A prestigious family wouldn't accept Stella with such a background.
A lesser family wouldn't have posed a threat.
Adam would probably have married her off as a tool for alliances.
Regardless, Rebecca wouldn't have ended up in her current situation.
However, there was no cure for regret in this world.
Rebecca found herself in the dirty, disorderly slums devoid of pride.
Under the pangs of hunger and the trampling of those men, her pride gradually dissipated.
Wyatt's people watched her for half a year.
As she deteriorated into a madwoman wandering the city's alleys, Wyatt withdrew his operatives.
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