Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 145: The Shaw Family, Each More Insane Than the Last

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: The Shaw Family, Each More Insane Than the Last

Sylvia Lane thought Liam Shaw believed her and felt a surge of joy in her heart. She took out her phone, opened the gallery, and handed it to Liam Shaw.

"Big brother, take a look, I got these pictures accidentally. The way Serena Summers and this man are acting intimate and ambiguous in the photos clearly shows they’re not just ordinary friends."

"Do you think he looks like the man who just carried away Serena Summers? He says he’s Serena’s senior brother, but is he really? Maybe he’s just a paramour Serena found behind Brother Lucas’s back!"

Sylvia’s tone was exceptionally excited, with anticipation gleaming in her eyes that she could hardly conceal.

With these photos, she didn’t believe the Shaw Family would still treat Serena like a treasure!

Lucas Shaw was sickly and wouldn’t live long. Serena couldn’t stand the loneliness and dallied with other men behind the scenes.

She didn’t believe the Shaw family could tolerate a woman like Serena who tarnished the family’s reputation, and it would be best if they drove Serena out of the Shaw Family, ruining her completely.

Sylvia had already vividly imagined Serena being kicked out of the house in her mind.

Clutching her fists excitedly, her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might jump out of her chest.

Once she got rid of the obstacle that was Serena, she could marry Lucas Shaw in all honor!

In the future, she, Sylvia Lane, would be the woman everyone in S City envied!

Not only would she have a handsome and outstanding husband, but also endless wealth.

Liam Shaw looked at the photos on the phone with a dark and inscrutable expression.

After a long while, he lifted his hand and took the phone from Sylvia’s hand.

Sylvia was completely oblivious to the cold light flickering in his eyes.

"Where did these photos come from?"

At that moment, Sylvia was engulfed in immense pleasure, and when Liam asked her that, she felt somewhat elated.

She spilled the beans, "Clara took them. Big brother, these photos are absolutely real, you can have someone verify them if you don’t believe me."

"I believe you."

Liam Shaw slowly raised his head, his deep black eyes staring straight at Sylvia, a faint, indifferent smile on his lips.

Noble and scholarly.

He leaned down slowly, coming closer, only a few centimeters from Sylvia’s face.

So close she could almost hear his light breathing.

Sylvia’s heart skipped a beat, swallowing excitedly.

Although Lucas Shaw was handsome enough, he wasn’t meant to live long.

But Liam was different.

Elena Ryan had always wanted him to inherit the Shaw Family. Moreover, his handsome appearance was in no way inferior to Lucas Shaw.

Compared to Lucas, he was less cold and intimidating, making him more approachable.

Thinking this, Sylvia’s heart surged with excitement, and a blush slowly crept onto her cheeks.

Could it be... that Liam had taken a liking to her?

That must be the case! Not everyone was as blind as Lucas.

"Really?" Sylvia swallowed silently and asked.

"Of course."

The corners of Liam’s lips lifted slightly, and his compelling voice was imbued with an indescribable tenderness.

Like a lover whispering in her ear.

This further confirmed Sylvia’s suspicions.

She began to feel torn, unsure whether to choose Lucas Shaw or Liam Shaw.

Lucas Shaw controlled the whole Shaw Family and possessed immense wealth but was doomed to die young.

As for Liam, he was engrossed in medical studies and not interested in taking over the family business. Following him...

Even though he was the eldest Shaw heir, he couldn’t satisfy all her desires.

Liam lowered his gaze, and through those calculating eyes, he saw right through her thoughts.

He chuckled coldly in his heart, and his hand, held high, loosened slightly, letting the phone slip from his palm and fall to the ground.

"Bang—"

The phone fell and struck the ground, emitting a dull thud.

Sylvia Lane’s phone was smashed into pieces, the screen turned into a spider web.

Her pupils contracted as she quickly ran over, picked up the fragments of the phone, her eyes reddened as she questioned, "Big brother, what are you doing?"

Liam Shaw smiled faintly, then suddenly tightened his cold palm, strangling Sylvia’s neck.

Sylvia instinctively wanted to escape, but the man’s palm was wide and strong, the originally gentle eyes now flickering with a cold and murky light, causing an involuntary shiver at the heart.

Her throat seized by a vice grip, an intense sensation of suffocation overwhelmed her, and Sylvia stumbled back two steps, hitting the corridor’s wall.

She struggled in agony, her gaze towards Liam Shaw filled with fear.

Liam Shaw’s lips curved in a smile, his handsome face as gently refined as ever.

But the words that came out sent a chill down Sylvia’s spine.

"The so-called evidence you have is worthless to me. Don’t think I don’t know what’s on your mind. Even if you took photographs, what of it? Lucas Shaw’s wife will only ever be Serena Summers."

Meeting Liam Shaw’s icy eyes, Sylvia’s heart skipped a beat.

Everyone said Liam Shaw was cultured and gentle-natured.

Sylvia had thought so too in the past.

However, now facing the man who, even as he was strangling her, still bore such an extremely gentle demeanor, she suddenly felt an overwhelming fear.

What cultivated and genteel demeanor? It was merely that they had never touched Liam Shaw’s sore spot.

Lucas Shaw was Liam Shaw’s sore spot.

Now, there was also Serena Summers.

Sylvia felt the air inside her body become thinner and thinner, suddenly overtaken by immense fear and regret.

She was wrong!

She shouldn’t have so easily provoked Liam Shaw.

How could the descendants of the Shaw family possibly be easy to manipulate?

Just as Sylvia thought she was going to die, Elena Ryan finally snapped back from her pain.

Elena Ryan gasped in horror at the sight in front of her.

What had she seen?

Her always affectionate, gentle son was choking the life out of Sylvia Lane.

Sylvia, leaning against the wall, her delicate and pale face now flushed red, eyes beginning to roll back as if she’d pass out any second.

She quickly ran to Sylvia’s side, frantically trying to pull Liam’s arm.

"Liam, what are you doing? This is Sylvia! Let go quickly!"

Liam looked at his biological mother with icy eyes, his heart ice-cold.

She could worry and be anxious for the well-being of a friend’s daughter, yet she would rather have her own son dead.

How ludicrous?

If it weren’t for the DNA test, Liam truly would believe that Lucas was a child picked up from nowhere.

He didn’t fit in with the entire Shaw family.

He coldly withdrew his hand, his tone icy as he said, "Get lost."

Sylvia clutched her neck, coughing violently, suddenly feeling a sense of relief as if spared from death.

In the moments when Liam Shaw was strangling her neck, there was an instant when she genuinely thought she was about to die.

In a trance, she felt as if she had returned to that humiliating night three years ago.

Lucas Shaw, in his diseased state, did the same, gripping her neck. The air in her body was gradually taken away, the suffocating sensation like being submerged in the endless depths of the ocean, awaiting the arrival of the grim reaper.

Too terrifying...

The Shaw family, one more insane than the next!

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