After a long time, James slowly loosened his grip on the trigger.
The people Amelia cared about the most in this world were only Ryan and Eva.
He couldn't make the people she cared about involved in the hell he was in for his own revenge.
His eyes, which were as cold as snow, gradually became indifferent again.
After suppressing his emotions, he slowly put down the gun in his hand.
The woman seemed to have expected that he would put down his gun for the person he cared about, and her smile was even more. sarcastic.
"That's why you can't defeat me. You have a weakness, but I don't..."
When the man who had just escaped from the muzzle heard this, his face turned a little pale.
Fortunately, James had taken a step back first. Otherwise, his sister would never have cared about his life.
James sneered as if he couldn't even be bothered to talk to her.
Seeing that he was still putting on airs, the woman couldn't help touching the belt in her hand.
"Listen carefully. Live well and don't commit suicide again. Otherwise, if you die, I will destroy those who follow you."
"Of course, they won't be tortured to death like Cici, but I can still send them to prison."
"Or..."
The woman raised her chin and smiled at Stella, who was lying motionless on the ground. "I can do the same thing to them as I do to her."
The coldness in James's eyes suddenly rose and instantly filled his eyes. "Since you hate me so much, why don't you let me die?"
The woman played with her belt and smiled playfully. "I haven't had enough fun with you yet. How can I let you die..."
If it were in the past, he would definitely be a little sad to hear her say that.
But now, he was very calm. Because after his father and brother passed away, she tortured him even more.
The belt in her hand had whipped him countless times. When he was cornered, he had no choice but to commit suicide.
However, no matter if it was taking drugs or injecting drugs to commit suicide, he had never earned any sympathy from her.
At that time, he was too young and thought that in this way, she would treat him better.
But he forgot that in this world, not all mothers who had given. birth to children could be called mothers.
What was even more ridic lous was that such a woman, who wanted to torture him to death, was not a vicious stepmother, but his biological mother.
People from the Evans family treated him extremely well, but people from the Leinster family wanted to torture him to death. He had suspected that he was not her biological son.
But the result of his investigation was the opposite. He was her son, a son she wanted to torture to death.
The way she tortured him was to force him to live well and watch how she destroyed everything he cared about.
He smiled bitterly. He had once thought that mothers loved their children dearly and had once hoped for maternal love.
Now... James raised his eyes which were full of hatred and looked coldly at the woman in the wheelchair.
"From today onwards, I will repay all the pain you have inflicted on me over the years!"
He had treated her as his mother and had never been ruthless to her. Even when he fought with her, he had given consideration to their relationship.
But she had never treated him as a human, so why should he care about the mother-son relationship which barely existed?
The woman carelessly raised her eyebrows upon hearing this. "Let's wait and see!"
She was the head of the Leinster family. She didn't know where he got the courage to fight with her.
The woman's eyes were full of disdain, but she didn't say anything more. She said to the man behind her, "Let's go."
The man nodded and pushed her out of the door, followed by a group of bodyguards with guns.
When Stella saw the guns in their hands, her face suddenly turned pale.
Fortunately, Mr. Evans did not shoot him just now. Otherwise, those people would definitely have attacked him.
Although Gloria Leinster would not let Mr. Evans die, she would definitely hurt him badly.
After they left, James looked at Frank, who was standing aside with a pale face, and said, "Get a doctor for Stella."
Frank quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call the doctor right away..."
Frank quickly walked out. Stella, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, struggled to move her eyes and looked at James.
When she saw that his right hand, which was wrapped in gauze, was bleeding because he was holding a gun just now, her expression changed slightly.
"Mr. Evans, let me help you stop the bleeding first."
She struggled to get up, but he stopped her in a cold voice. "No need."
After saying that, he turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down. He looked coldly at the afterglow of the setting sun.
Stella saw that his eyes were dull as if he had lost the color of life and could no longer shine.
Seeing him like this, a deep sense of guilt welled up in her heart...
She opened her mouth, which had been beaten red by the belt, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Evans..."
She had always thought that he didn't care about Ms. Garcia until he said to her in such a helpless tone on the phone, "Stella, it's okay if others don't know, but don't you know?"
Only then did she realize that he cared about Ms. Garcia very much and had just hidden that thought deep in his heart.
However, because of her wild speculations, he didn't know about Ms. Garcia's health condition and missed the last time to accompany Ms. Garcia.
It was also because of her deliberate concealment that he was unable to see Ms. Garcia for the last time, causing them to be separated from each other with regret.
Thinking of this, Stella felt extremely guilty. "Mr. Evans, I'm sorry for you, and even more so for Ms. Garcia. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have died so early. I killed her..."
Hot tears streamed down from the corners of her injured eyes, but she still apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."
James glanced at her indifferently. His voice was as cold as snow like usual, but it was also filled with deep powerlessness. "It's not your fault. I slapped her and caused her to fall to the nail, which accelerated her death..."
After that, he raised his bloodshot almond-shaped eyes and looked at her quietly. "Stella, I killed her..."
His voice, which he pretended to be calm, was full of despair. It seemed that he had killed his beloved with his own hands, and he would never be able to let go.
Stella looked at him in disbelief.
She thought that it was Sherry who killed Ms. Garcia, but she didn't expect it to be him.
No wonder he blamed himself so much that he even cut his wrist in front of Ms. Garcia's grave. It turned out that the last blow was caused by him.
Stella wanted to ask if he had taken action because he wanted to protect Ms. Garcia, but she felt that the answer was no longer important.
Ms. Garcia had passed away, and he would live in the guilt and pain of losing her forever...
Stella went silent. James looked away and slowly looked out of the window at the afterglow.
He seemed to be waiting for the night to fall. The darker the light outside was, the deeper the hatred in his eyes.
It was not until Frank came in with the doctor that he got up and left. His back was so lonely and proud that he seemed to be the only one left in the world.
He came to the study, opened the locked drawer, and took out a golden bronze mask and a box of green plant juice.
He picked up the brush and traced the shape of the green dragon stroke by stroke...
After that, he picked up his mobile phone and made a phone call.
The other party quickly answered and asked respectfully, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
He stared coldly at the darkening night outside the window and said coldly, "Nack, tonight's target is Sherry and Emily."
Nack quickly replied, "Yes, sir. I'll pick you up right away."
After hanging up the phone, James raised his cold and bloodthirsty eyes to look at the manor illuminated by street lights.
He seemed to be able to see the mansion of the Leinster family through the lights. It suddenly made his eyes full of hatred.
He thought, "Gloria, I promised my father that I wouldn't kill you, but if you destroy what I care about, I'll destroy what you care about. If you want to play, then let's have fun..."
After wrapping the blood-stained gauze again, he took out a pair of black leather gloves and put them on.
Then he went to the cloakroom, took a set of casual clothes, and put them on. After that, he combed his hair meticulously.
After making all the preparations, he picked up his mask and slowly walked down the stairs...
Frank saw him go out and was slightly worried. "Mr. James Evans, are you really going to declare war on Madam?"
The Leinster family was also wealthy. Although they were slightly inferior to the Evans family, they were about equal in status.
In addition, the head of the Leinster family was a lunatic who could do anything. Frank was really afraid that Mr. James Evans would declare war on her and cause another bloody storm, like what had happened when James was young.
James looked back at him and said, "It's not me. It's him."
After saying that, he slowly shifted his gaze to the mask in his hand. As Mr. Shawn, if he destroyed the people she cared about, he would not implicate Amelia's friends, Ryan and Eva.
But now, there was another person who could be dealt with in his own identity.
He looked at Frank and ordered coldly, "Break the legs of the person who followed me and send him to the Leinster family."
Although Frank was worried about James, he would do whatever James asked him to do. "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."
James looked away and walked straight out of the manor with a cold face.
Nack had been waiting outside the door for a long time. Seeing him come out, Nack quickly drove a black Lincoln in front of him.
After James got in the car and sat down, Nack quickly started the car and drove out, followed by dozens of luxury cars.
A white car hiding in the corner wanted to follow, but the driver was scared by Frank who suddenly appeared and stepped on the brake.
Before the driver could react, several bodyguards were in black.
Suddenly opened the door and pulled him out.
After the bodyguards pressed the driver to the ground. Frank raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it hard on the driver's legs...
In the past, when some people followed Mr. James Evans, they had only shaken those people off and had never been ruthless to those people.
Those people had pushed James too hard, so James shouldn't be blamed for taking revenge on them...
The Lincoln drove in the direction of the mall at an extremely fast speed and soon stopped in the underground parking lot.
James rested his chin on one hand on the window and looked at Sherry as she walked out of the elevator.
She was chatting and laughing with a man hand in hand. Before getting in the car, they hugged and kissed for a moment.
Staring at them coldly, James felt that it was extremely ironic.
They could be with the person they liked at will, but he had been taught since he was a child not to fall in love. They said that he was not qualified.
He really didn't understand why as the same descendant of the Leinster family, Sherry was able to live freely while he didn't have the qualifications!
What made him even more confused was that although people from the Evans family were very obedient to him, they turned a blind eye to the fact that Gloria had tortured him.
What kind of secret were they hiding? Why did they hide it from him like this?