Chapter 646 The Trap Behind the Screen

But remembering Scarface’s threat, Wendy had no choice but to feign ignorance. “What can she do to me? This school is my turf!”

Nora slowly shook her head. “I know her better than you. If you don’t do as I say, both you and your uncle could be in danger.”

Wendy felt sick just looking at Nora’s concerned expression, but she forced herself to ask, “Then what am I supposed to do?”

Nora put on a helpless look. “If you want to cut off the men tangled up with Yunice, you have to expose her relationship with that man—make it big. Let everyone see her true colors. It’s the only way to solve this from the root.”

Wendy frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be her relative? You said all of this was to help her, to bring her back to the right path. But now it sounds like you just want to destroy her. I don’t get it.”

Nora sighed. “I’ve tried everything to correct her, but nothing worked. Her men just came after me for it…”

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeve in front of Wendy.

Wendy’s eyes widened when she saw the layers of scars—old and new—on Nora’s arm.

“These,” Nora said, “were from the people Yunice sent to beat me up… That’s why I can’t let it go anymore. I have to break her first. Only then will she realize what she’s doing. Only then will she wake up and start over.”

Wendy looked at her with unease. Is this woman… mentally stable?

Nora gripped Wendy’s arm, her tone coaxing. “Didn’t you say Yunice is already under your control? All you have to do is strip her and that man, lock them in a room together, and let others in to see it… No one will actually get hurt. You won’t have to feel guilty. You’ll even be saving a clueless girl. That makes you the good guy.”

Wendy’s eyes filled with fear. Nora looked even more unhinged now. She jerked her arm away in fright.

Nora didn’t care. Her expression turned cold. “If you don’t do it, the ones who’ll get hurt are you and your uncle. Choose for yourself.”

Wendy shouted, “You’re crazy! The only one getting hurt will be you!”

The moment she finished, a mechanical sliding sound filled the room.

Nora turned sharply. A large decorative screen at the side of the room slowly folded away, revealing someone seated behind it.

There had been space behind the screen? Someone had been sitting there the whole time, able to see and hear everything?

Nora’s expression changed instantly. But as soon as she realized what was happening, she responded with flawless composure.

At the same time the screen opened, Scarface pulled the door open from the outside.

Wendy was called out of the room and never saw who had been behind the screen.

When the door closed again, only two people remained.

Nora didn’t flinch. She looked calmly at Wyatt, who had been seated behind the screen, and said with a touch of emotion, “So I finally get to see you… without anyone else around. I never thought a meeting I once looked forward to would become so hard.”

Wyatt pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and bit it between his lips. “What did you just say you wanted to do to my wife? Say it again.”

Nora’s expression remained calm, tinged with sorrow but without a hint of guilt or fear. She said quietly, “I only said all that to get you to meet with me. Yunice is so smart, and you love her so much—how could I ever do something so stupid?”

Wyatt looked up and gave her a cold once-over. “You sure bounced back fast. A true medical miracle.”

Nora heard the sarcasm in his voice but accepted it gladly. “You searched the world for doctors for me, gave me the best medicine. Naturally, I recovered faster than anyone else.”

Wyatt looked disgusted. He wasn’t here to flirt.

He stood up. “I’m sending you abroad. You’ll be banned from returning. From now on, you won’t get anywhere near Yunice again.”

As he turned to leave, Nora raised her voice. “Is this exile? You’ve always been the kind to pay back every insult tenfold. I schemed against Yunice, so shouldn’t you be repaying me in the same way? But instead, you’re sending me overseas. Is it because you still have a soft spot for me?”

Wyatt gave her a cold glance, unmoved. “If that’s what you want to think, go ahead.”

As long as she couldn’t come back, he could pretend she didn’t exist.

“Wyatt!” Nora’s tone turned desperate. She chased after him, pleading, “Just help my brother one more time. It’s a small request—just one word from you. Why can’t you say yes?”

A cheerful voice suddenly cut in. “Because if he helps you, he’s afraid his wife might get mad.”

Nora turned in shock and saw Laurie standing not far away.

Instantly, her eyes flared with bitter hatred.