Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 152: Pack Up and Leave

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Pack Up and Leave

Seeing Elena Ryan being dragged away, her pupils shrank suddenly and she gasped, "Auntie, what’s wrong with you? Big Brother, how can you treat Auntie like this!"

She rushed over, wanting to ask what had happened.

However, Liam Shaw only gave her a cold glance and sneered, "You’re next."

Sylvia Lane didn’t understand and saw Lucas Shaw coming down the stairs slowly.

Her eyes brightened, and she quickly walked up to him, "Brother Lucas, you finally woke up, you really scared me, wuwuwu..."

"At Old Master Lawrence’s banquet, were you the one who pushed Serena into the water?"

Lucas Shaw stepped back, dodging her approaching body, and asked sternly.

Sylvia’s body stiffened sharply, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes, and she forcibly calmed herself, pretending to be puzzled and innocent.

"How could that be! Did Serena fall into the water? I didn’t know about it!"

Lucas Shaw grabbed her chin and lifted it up, forcing her to look directly at him.

Because he was holding back his anger, there wasn’t a hint of pity in his hand.

Sylvia, pleased beyond, felt a bit aggrieved, "Brother Lucas, you’re hurting me."

Lucas Shaw chuckled softly, slowly approached Sylvia, his voice deep and gentle, "Do you really think that nobody saw what you did? Hm? What did I tell you three years ago, have you forgotten?"

"It doesn’t matter if you forgot, let me repeat it for you."

"I said, if you dare to provoke me again, I’ll make sure you won’t even know how you died."

The man’s voice was gentle and warm, which should have felt comforting, but Sylvia felt a chill running down her spine.

Her body stiffened, and within a short time, a layer of cold sweat formed on her forehead.

What did that mean? What does it mean that someone saw?

She had checked that night, deliberately avoiding the cameras, she couldn’t have been discovered!

Thinking this way, she slowly relaxed and pretended to be calm, "Brother Lucas, I really don’t know what you’re talking about."

Lucas Shaw stepped back, releasing Sylvia, took a wet tissue from his pocket, and wiped his fingers clean, not sparing even between the fingers.

As if he had just touched something dirty.

Sylvia watched his actions, her face suddenly showing embarrassment.

But she pursed her lips, her hands hidden behind her back clenching her skirt tightly, overwhelmed by a huge sense of panic.

The more silent Lucas Shaw was, the more restless and panic-stricken she became.

As time passed, Lucas Shaw still didn’t show any sign of wanting to speak.

He remained deliberate, feeling one wet wipe wasn’t enough, he took out another and wiped over again.

As time passed, Sylvia felt increasingly tormented.

Just when she couldn’t bear it and thought about escaping, Lucas Shaw finally spoke indifferently, "I remember your grandmother still lives in the countryside, right?"

Sylvia’s heart "thudded" violently, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.

She swallowed her saliva and instinctively stepped back half a step, looking at Lucas Shaw warily, "Wha-what do you mean?"

"You’ve stayed in the Shaw Family long enough, it’s time to go back. I heard your grandmother was hospitalized a few days ago, she needs you now."

Lucas Shaw’s words completely devastated Sylvia.

She could no longer deceive herself.

Lucas Shaw must have seen something, that’s why he’s making her leave the Shaw Family.

No!

She can’t leave the Shaw Family!

Her father had passed away early, her grandmother had always disliked her mother, always ridiculing her coldly, and even burdening her mother with all the household chores.

Her maternal grandfather’s family was not wealthy, but their life was much better than her paternal grandparents’.

Her paternal grandparents were impoverished villagers, not only lacking money but also education.

And they even valued sons over daughters.

Her mother served those dying elders and several uncles year-round, only to die early from overwork.

If she were to return, she would undoubtedly end up like her mother, becoming their tool for enslavement.

Less than livestock!

She was the Shaw Family’s foster daughter!

She was the Shaw family’s pampered young lady! She absolutely could not go back!

Absolutely not!

"Brother Lucas, I know I was wrong, I will never dare again! That day, I was just momentarily enraged, just wanted to teach Serena a lesson. I really know I was wrong..."

Sylvia Lane stepped forward and grabbed Lucas Shaw’s sleeve, her voice choking, desperately pleading.

Lucas Shaw shook off her hand, his tone extremely cold, "I gave you a chance, but you shouldn’t have hurt Serena. The Shaw Family has already given you enough. Originally, your mother just entrusted Elena Ryan to raise you until you were an adult. Keeping you until now, the Shaw Family has already done more than enough."

Sylvia Lane’s legs weakened, and her body fell straight to the ground.

She instinctively closed her eyes, hoping Lucas Shaw would soften his heart and help her up from the ground.

However, Lucas Shaw didn’t even give her a second glance and left the Shaw Mansion directly.

Before leaving, he instructed the servants, "Watch her, and have her pack up and leave as soon as possible."

Sylvia Lane’s grandparents’ family, he had specifically asked Brandon Reese to investigate.

That family valued sons over daughters and were lazy and gluttonous.

Sylvia Lane’s eldest uncle was addicted to gambling and had accumulated a considerable amount of debt.

Their family was frequently visited by debt collectors.

Doesn’t Sylvia Lane want to transform from a sparrow to a phoenix? And having been pampered in the Shaw Family for over a decade, sending her back to her original family is the best revenge.

Leaving the Shaw Mansion, he started the engine and drove to Continental Villa. Continental Villa was filled with the wealthiest people in S City, and even money couldn’t buy a place there.

Lucas Shaw had two sets of properties here, one he often stayed in before moving to the Shaw Family, and another that was vacant.

He parked the car below Edward Selwyn’s villa, got out, and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a servant came out.

By this time, it was already dark, and the villa was brightly lit.

Lucas Shaw stood at the door, suddenly feeling a bit impatient, eager to see Serena.

"Excuse me, sir, who are you?"

The servant opened the door, finding a stranger standing outside.

The man was tall and upright, his bespoke suit accentuating his figure, his face pale but not detracting from his handsomeness.

He had a face even more handsome than Edward Selwyn’s by a few degrees.

Upon seeing his face clearly, the servant couldn’t help but show a look of awe.

Lucas Shaw’s lips parted as he asked, "I’m looking for... your miss, Serena. Is she awake?"

The servant was secretly shocked for a moment.

She originally thought this person was here for the master, but it turned out he was looking for the mistress.

"Sir, I’m truly sorry, but our miss is not well and does not receive visitors. Please leave.

Edward Selwyn specifically instructed before he left that if anyone came looking for Serena, they should be turned away immediately.