Chapter 709 Ghosts in the Rearview

Yunice climbed into an inconspicuous van. Sitting in the passenger seat was none other than Kingsley.

There was no expression on Kingsley’s sunken face. “You’re really leaving just like that? You think that kid can handle it?”

Yunice said, “I left him a letter. Once we’ve safely gotten out, I’ll contact him.”

Peeling away layer by layer made it easier for him to accept. After three or five years, once he had someone suitable by his side, she could fake her death–and that would be enough to let go of this relationship.

Kingsley said, “You could’ve lived a quiet life with him. What’s so bad about that?”

Why insist on running with people like them, always one step ahead of the law?

Yunice replied, “What I’ve been through makes it impossible to pretend nothing ever happened. Even if I’ve gotten back the family house, even if the hospital is mine again, I can’t lie to myself that my family is still alive.”

“They destroyed me, and I destroyed them. As long as I stay on this land, I’ll never have peace of mind.”

And someone abandoned like a stray–how could she ever accept being kept in a cage again?

Wyatt had thought she’d complete every piece of her revenge, tie up every loose end, and only then plan her departure.

But he was wrong. Yunice had never aimed for total annihilation.

Her goals were already met.

She wanted to strike back at the people who hurt her–not to see them thrown in jail or tortured–but to choke them emotionally, to make them taste loss.

Elsie lost her wealth and dignity. Lily lost her support and children. Owen was left isolated, plagued by illness. And Paul’s reputation was in ruins, going from an untouchable prince to a street rat everyone wanted to beat down.

That was enough.

Paul no longer had any hope of a comeback. Whether he was arrested or not didn’t matter to Yunice at all.

She gave Wyatt the illusion that she cared deeply about revenge–but it was really just setting the stage for her own exit. As for Oscar…

His punishment might’ve been the lightest.

But when he got out of prison and saw the empty Saunders estate and the shut-down Saunders Corp Hospital–what would he feel?

Would he feel hollow inside, lost in the vastness of life?

But none of that was Yunice’s concern anymore. Her vengeance was complete. None of those people could haunt her dreams ever again.

Kingsley waved his hand, and the van pulled away from the curb.

They were heading toward the border. From an abandoned dock, they’d slip out through a private route–quiet, invisible.

“Wyatt, Oscar’s case has been fully processed. Turns out you were pretty much right–Nora was involved.”

Oscar had been called to the hotel where it happened. The video he received was explicit. The people in it were Nora and… Morgan.

The sheer grotesqueness of it left Wyatt stunned for a moment.

He’d guessed early on that Paul had probably used Nora’s resemblance to Yunice to frame Yunice in a fabricated video.

Oscar had believed it. First, he worried about damaging Yunice’s reputation. Second, he feared Wyatt might go ballistic and retaliate against the Saunders family.

So he chose to hide it, refusing to reveal the truth under any circumstances.

He wasn’t entirely foolish. He knew as long as that video didn’t surface, Yunice would hold her place in Wyatt’s eyes.

And as long as Wyatt still cared about Yunice, Oscar–even locked up–would have a shot at getting out someday.

But what no one expected… was that the person in the video was Morgan.

Nora’s own younger brother.

Wyatt let out a cold laugh, finally seeing the full picture. “Everyone says I’m ruthless, but Paul–he really learned from the old man.”

Back then, Paul had pushed Yunice to the edge but failed to get what he wanted.

Wyatt had always thought Paul was obsessed with Yunice. So when someone like Nora, who looked just like her, was served up on a silver platter, how could Paul possibly resist?

Turns out, he had underestimated Paul.

When Paul noticed Nora, he wasn’t thinking about possessing her–he was already plotting how to use her against Wyatt.

Yunice was just a woman. Paul could have any woman he wanted.

Beating Wyatt, crushing him underfoot–that was Paul’s true ambition.

He’d sensed Wyatt’s feelings for Yunice. That’s why he recorded that nearly indistinguishable video of Nora in bed–as a backup plan. Something to sour Wyatt’s mood when he was riding highest.

A video like that–dirty, damning–wasn’t something Paul would ever let himself be directly associated with. So he chose a sickening method to keep Nora and the entire Johnson family tightly under his control.

They wouldn’t dare betray him, because Nora and Morgan were now the Johnson family’s deepest disgrace.