The Woman From Hell

The Yards' mansion.

Silas scrutinized me, his gaze contemplative before a smile crept onto his old face. "You're here. You've thought things through, then?"

I looked at him and could hear the self-confidence in his voice. Silas had long since known that it would not be long before I could no longer stand it and come looking for him. Narrowing my eyes, I smiled. "Yes."

He was probably confident that I would return to the Yard family. Silas was beaming. "You've decided to come back and help your brother put things in order, yes? I'll have him offer you more guidance. In the future, you will—" "Old Master Yard, you've misunderstood," I cut him off.

I noticed his grip on the cane tightening slightly. His expression instantly stiffened, and the air in the room immediately dropped.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Beside me, Sylvester tugged at me. "Sister, stop messing with Grandfather."

Shaking my head, I looked at Silas whose eyes were looking down. "Why would I mess around given my life is at stake?"

"Then what's the meaning of this?" Sylvester grew up in the Yard family and was well aware of what type of person the old man was. Judging by his expression and tone, one could tell that Silas had not changed. He was still a fearsome figure. I glanced at Sylvester before quickly locking my gaze on Silas again. His eyes were still down, and he was not looking at me, but I could tell he was holding back his emotions. He probably did not want me to see his worst side.

"I meant what I said. I won't go back to the Yards. I came here today to confirm something." I looked at Silas and enunciated word by word, "Those people who came looking for me, were you the one who released information about me?" "Sister, how could you talk like this to Grandfather? Apologize quickly." Sylvester pushed me, urging me to apologize to Old Master Yard.

I shook his hand away and looked at him coldly. "You'd better call me by my name, Mr. Yard. I don't deserve to cling to you Yards."

Silas finally looked up at me. "What if I said yes?" His voice was hoarse and imposing. He actually replied so breezily.

I smiled slowly. "As expected, you've been incorrigible since the start, Old Master Yard. You're still intolerable of others refusal like back then. You insist on having things your way even if it hurts other people."

"Stop talking." Sylvester stopped me as he was afraid that I would say something shocking.

"Let her speak."

Hearing Silas' order, Sylvester did not dare try to stop me anymore.

I was not afraid of Silas' power. I came this time to talk things through. "In order to subdue me so that I would willingly return to the Yards, you released information about me being your granddaughter to lure those people to trouble me. I thought you changed, that you were no longer as cold-blooded and as ruthless as you were before. But I know now that people don't change easily. Everything about you is engraved into your bones and can't be changed. I won't go back to the Yards, and I don't want anything to do with the family. I came here today just because I want you to let me go."

"What does that entail?"

"Stop releasing information about me that will lead your family's enemies to me," I requested solemnly. "I just want you to do this."

Silas laughed when he heard this. "Why would I agree with you since I want you to come back?"

"If you don't, I'll release my own

information, but the contents will be different. You can't blame me it what

happened back then ends up spreading around again."