Chapter 1274
Everyone around the two women stood silent. No one offered comfort or broke the silence. Their cries faded into the heavy stillness.
At last, Elliana looked up from her computer.
“You have nowhere to go, do you?” she asked, her tone calm but cutting.
Wanda lifted her head at the sound, meeting Elliana’s gaze. There was still defiance in her eyes—but it was swallowed by profound fear. In that moment, Wanda finally understood the truth. Elliana’s power was something she could never hope to reach. Her old desire for revenge now seemed childish, a tantrum against a storm she could never stop. Just being alive felt like a miracle.
Wanda didn’t know what Elliana planned for her, but one thing was clear—her fate was no longer her own. The realization broke her completely. She lowered her head, surrendering in silence.
Eva looked up. She stared blankly at Elliana for a long moment before her composure shattered, and she broke into desperate, heaving sobs.
“Elliana, I’m Cole’s aunt. Please, for his sake, and for the sake of our blood ties to the Evans family, spare my life!”
Her frantic eyes darted to Cole, who was sitting right beside Elliana.
“Cole, please,” she pleaded, “say something for me!”
But Cole didn’t even glance at Eva. He stayed focused on the twins, keeping his promise to Elliana not to interfere.
Eva’s panic deepened. Her gaze turned to Arthur and Milton.
“Arthur, Milton! We were family for twenty years! Even if you despise me, you wouldn’t really let me die, would you?”
Arthur ignored her completely, his face unreadable.
Milton, however, let out a cold laugh.
“Guess what? I do want you dead. Since the day you drove my mother away, I’ve dreamed of this moment.”
His words silenced her. A tremor ran through her body, fear freezing her in place.
Elliana said coolly, “Don’t worry. We won’t kill you. That would stain our hands.”
Eva’s eyes flickered with hope. Perhaps mercy wasn’t out of reach after all.
But then, Elliana’s lips curved into a cold smile.
“Still, I can’t let you off the hook. You’ve caused enough chaos. Since you loved being a puppet so much, you’ll stay one—you’re just getting a new master.”
“W-what are you saying?” Eva stammered, her voice cracking.
Elliana didn’t bother explaining. She stood, walked to Eva, and injected a clear liquid into her arm with calm precision.
It was only as Elliana withdrew the syringe that Eva’s mind caught up, the shock hitting her a second too late.
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