The Heiress Who Took Revenge
Wendy seemed to have expected this outcome. She said unhurriedly, “Where should the story begin? I suppose it would have to be the year I married Leo.” Wendy closed her eyes and said: “Leo was much older than me. His first wife had died, and I was his second. This sort of thing isn't uncommon in our circles. The Foster family was facing a financial crisis back then, on the verge of collapse. The only way to save the family was through an alliance by marriage with the Cullinan family from overseas. A young girl marrying an old man—it was a complete joke. The headlines in the papers, both at home and abroad, were vile. But I was immersed in the pain of my separation from Morten at the time, so I didn't pay them much mind. It was only after I went abroad that I discovered the Cullinan family was a lifeless hell for women.” Eliza said, “I've also heard the Cullinan family has many rules, and that women are not even permitted to eat at the main table.” “Leo was already impotent. He married, and it wasn't just to keep up appearances. He was old, reeking of an old man's scent. The smell made me nauseous. He loved young, beautiful bodies, as if proximity to them could make him young again. Sometimes, I would hear him whispering in his study, as if praying for the secret to eternal life. He wanted to be young, but his body was already decayed and frail. It was because I stumbled upon his secret one time that I discovered this world actually has another side.” Hearing this, Eliza quickly made the connection to Wendy's illicit activities overseas. “Are you talking about those anti-aging serums?” “Those? They were nothing.” Wendy said coldly, “My research into such serums advanced so rapidly over twenty years, and for that, I really have to thank Leo. If that old bastard hadn't been so terrified of death, spending a fortune on this research, I might never have known a serum for eternal youth truly existed. But… Leo was old, after all. I had no intention of letting him live that long.” “What… did you do?” “Coming from a medical family myself, I had studied medicine extensively my whole life. Leo’s biggest mistake was not being on guard against me. I mixed a small amount of a slow-acting poison into his daily serum. This poison was undetectable by medical instruments. Over time, his body naturally grew weaker. The day I watched him lying in that hospital bed, hooked up to tubes, just clinging to life… he looked like a wriggling old maggot. It was repulsive.” Henry said coldly, “So you unplugged his oxygen?” “I did.” Wendy said, “At this point, I have nothing to hide from you. I did kill Leo. His will was a forgery I had prepared long ago. And the one who drove me to do all of this was none other than the person behind it all.” Hearing Wendy finally get to the one behind it all, everyone's focus sharpened. “I discovered by chance that even a man like Leo feared someone. That person was the leader of an organization called 'Redemption'.” “This 'Redemption' organization you mentioned, is it…” Before Eliza could finish, Wendy knew what she was about to say. She nodded. “Yes. That Redemption organization is the 'Weeping Eye' you uncovered before.” The 'Weeping Eye' totem had become a viral trend online. Everyone thought it was amusing and copied it, but it was, in fact, the symbol of an organization. Although Eliza and Nolan had been suspicious of the Weeping Eye, they wouldn't have dared believe it if they hadn't heard Wendy confirm it herself. To think such an organization truly existed. Wendy continued, “The organization's name is 'Redemption,' but it's laughable. This so-called redemption isn't for ordinary people; it's for wealthy tycoons. Leo was one of its most devout members. Over the years, he contributed almost half his entire fortune to this organization. But Leo was a clever businessman. While he acted the part of a devout member, he was secretly conducting his own research on the serums they developed, selling them on the side, and hiding it all from the organization. This is what gave me the opportunity to replace him.” “Like any organization, what they value most is obedience. Leo wasn't 100% loyal, and he was already old. They no longer needed someone who didn't have much time left.” “So, I engineered Leo’s death, used the insignia he possessed to get into the organization, and successfully became his successor.”
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