Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Hacking Vivian Linton to Pieces
But just as she was about to enter, Vivian Linton, who had stumbled to the door, casually pulled it shut.
BANG!
The door was shut once more.
"Vivian Linton!!"
Holly Sinclair’s eyes burned with fury. She couldn’t tell if she was trembling from the cold or from rage, but her entire body shook uncontrollably.
"I told you, Tristan doesn’t want to see you!" Vivian Linton said, striking a victorious pose and looking down on Holly with a cold sneer.
Holly had no time for her nonsense.
"Tristan Sterling! Tristan Sterling!!"
She screamed his name at the top of her lungs.
Holly had no other choice.
Her brother’s life hung by a thread, and Tristan Sterling was her only hope.
"It’s no use, Holly. Tonight, Tristan won’t pay you any mind even if you scream yourself hoarse."
Vivian Linton’s smile grew more arrogant and smug, a vicious glint flashing in her eyes.
RUMBLE.
A clap of thunder boomed.
A flash of lightning illuminated Holly’s deathly pale face.
With nowhere left to turn, she pulled out her phone with trembling hands and once again dialed Tristan Sterling’s number.
She’d thought it was hopeless, but to her surprise, the call connected.
"Tristan Sterling, something’s happened to my brother!"
Holly was ecstatic. Her eyes lit up, like someone on the brink of despair who had just found a glimmer of hope.
Afraid he wouldn’t give her a chance to speak, she immediately cut to the chase, crying and pleading, "He needs Dr. Quincy to operate on him now. Tristan Sterling, I’m begging you, please save him. I’m begging you, save him... save him..."
She kept repeating "save him," hoping that he would save her brother’s life for the sake of their marriage.
"I will not save him!"
Tristan Sterling finally spoke.
His voice was as cold as ice.
Holly’s eyes flew open. As if struck by lightning, the color drained from her face.
"No! Tristan Sterling, Tristan Sterling... Tristan Sterling!"
She shouted in panic.
But he heartlessly hung up.
The light that had just appeared in her eyes vanished in an instant. Fear enveloped her completely.
So frightened she went limp, she sank helplessly to the ground.
Tears streamed wildly down her face.
Her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she immediately hit redial.
But all she heard from the phone was a cold, robotic tone.
He had turned off his phone.
"Tristan Sterling, don’t turn it off! Please don’t turn it off... Save my brother, please save my brother, he’s all I have, he’s all I have left..."
Holly broke down.
She cried out hysterically, running into the downpour as she screamed.
Seeing the bedroom light was on, she immediately ran toward the bedroom balcony.
Tears and rain blurred her vision, and she couldn’t see the way.
"Ah!"
Not paying attention, she twisted her ankle and fell to the ground.
A sharp pain shot through her ankle. Unable to stand, she practically crawled on all fours toward the spot beneath the balcony.
"Tristan Sterling, save my brother, I can’t live without him... Please, save him..."
Her voice was already hoarse and broken, utterly desperate.
But he did not appear on the balcony.
He remained indifferent to her desperation and her pleas for help.
’To think he could be this cruel to her and her family.’
’Even if he and my brother had their issues in the past, a life is on the line. How could he be so cold-blooded and heartless?’
Her phone suddenly rang.
"Aunt..."
"Holly, hurry back! Your brother... your brother, he..."
As soon as she answered, her aunt’s tearful cry came from the other end.
Holly turned and ran, limping frantically away.
And at the moment she turned, the glass door of the second-floor balcony slowly slid open.
A man exuding a chilling aura stood on the balcony, coldly watching her staggering, retreating back, steeped in despair.
His hand, shoved in his pocket, clenched into a fist.
So tightly that his knuckles turned white.
...
「Hospital.」
Holly Sinclair hadn’t slept for two days and two nights.
Two days ago, when she went to Azure Bay to beg Tristan Sterling, her brother’s condition was critical, and he was rushed into the operating room.
Unable to contact Ian Quincy, they had to let another doctor operate on her brother.
And during the surgery, her brother went into shock.
After receiving her aunt’s call, she couldn’t be bothered to beg Tristan Sterling anymore and scrambled back to the hospital.
Luckily, fate was on his side.
Thanks to the doctors’ desperate efforts, her brother barely clung to life.
Holly Sinclair wrung out the towel in the basin and carefully wiped the face and hands of her comatose brother.
’My brother always loved being clean. He couldn’t stand being even a little bit dirty.’
’But now, he’s been lying in this bed for over a year...’
Every time she thought of this, Holly couldn’t stop her tears from falling.
’The heartache was killing her.’
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed at the door of the hospital room.
Holly looked back, her face instantly turning to ice.
"Get out!"
Holly snapped, her gaze stabbing into Vivian Linton’s face like a dagger.
Vivian Linton, holding a bouquet, walked in as if she hadn’t noticed Holly’s hostile reception.
"Holly, I came to see Noah. How can you kick me out? Look, I even bought him flowers."
Vivian Linton smiled as if she were pure and harmless, but the schadenfreude in her eyes betrayed her inner venom and darkness.
Holly looked at the flowers in Vivian Linton’s arms.
Hatred instantly surged through her.
It was a bouquet of pure white flowers.
’The kind usually used for funerals.’
’Vivian Linton was clearly cursing her brother to die.’
Holly’s eyes filled with hatred. Without another word, she reached out to grab Vivian Linton.
She didn’t want to start a fight in her brother’s hospital room.
’I can’t disturb my brother’s rest.’
But Vivian dodged aside and said with a smirk, "Holly, aren’t you curious where Dr. Quincy went when your brother’s life was on the line?"
Holly’s hand, outstretched in mid-air, froze.
’Vivian was pleased.’
She casually tossed the bouquet into a corner, pretentiously admired her new manicure, then looked at Holly with a gaze full of malice.
"Tristan called him away to treat Nicole’s migraine. Trigeminal neuralgia can be excruciating, you know. Nicole is my sister, so of course I was heartbroken for her. Tristan couldn’t bear to see me worry, so he had Dr. Quincy watch over Nicole all night."
She spoke so casually, but every word was like a knife stabbing into Holly’s heart.
"I will not save him!"
Tristan Sterling’s cold-blooded words still rang in her ears.
’His affection for her extended to her family; even Vivian’s relatives received his care and protection.’
’And yet, when it came to her only family member, he could be so heartless as to leave him to die.’
Holly stared daggers at Vivian Linton, her eyes so red they looked as if they might start bleeding.
"Holly, don’t stare at me like that. You’ll scare me. If I cry, Tristan will be heartbroken."
Vivian Linton feigned a timid look, then her expression changed in an instant to a sinister sneer. "If he gets angry and throws your brother out of the hospital, I won’t be able to plead for you."
Holly was so furious she trembled all over.
She clenched her fists tightly, not even feeling the pain of her nails digging deep into her palms.
Having said her piece, Vivian Linton prepared to leave with a victor’s stride.
But just as she reached the door, Holly viciously grabbed her hair from behind.
With a savage yank.
"Aah!"
Vivian Linton screamed and fell to the ground.
Holly’s eyes were crimson, her savage face like that of a vengeful demon crawling out of Hell.
’She wanted to kill Vivian Linton!’
’She wanted to tear this venomous woman to pieces!’
Her hatred reaching its peak, Holly grabbed the knife from the fruit platter and viciously stabbed at Vivian Linton’s face.
