Chapter 4The Eighth Heiress

Didn't find a knife.

I was half-coaxed and half-dragged back to the Sterling mansion by my parents, who rushed in after hearing the commotion.

After getting home, I turned the villa upside down as soon as I entered the house, but in the huge villa, I couldn't find a single controlled blade.

I wanted to jump off the building again, but didn't expect all the windows inside and out had been sealed shut.

Even a thick layer of carpet was laid on the stairs.

Psychologists came one after another.

Mom and Dad started guarding by my side day and night, never leaving my side.

Mom had to change my dressing every day with red eyes.

Dad, to make me happy, even brought out the family portrait the painter painted for us back then.

"Tch."

Ethan happened to pass by the door, saw this scene, and mocked:

"Really good at acting."

"Don't you just want to use the pity play to squeeze Mia out of this house?"

"Let me tell you, Chloe Sterling, as long as I'm still here, don't even think about it."

After saying that, he turned and left.

My gaze fell on the face of the brother in the painting who smilingly carried me on his shoulders, and I was in a trance for a moment.

In the following days, I never found an opportunity to commit suicide again.

Perhaps that last sliver of hope I had for them completely shattered after hearing they had continuously pushed me outward seven times.

I wanted to die faster even more.

Finally, it was Mia's birthday party.

That day, as soon as I entered the door, I was affectionately pulled by her.

"Sister, you came to my birthday party, how can you not have a decent dress?"

I let her half-drag and half-pull me, following her away from the crowd.

When we reached the edge of the pool, she suddenly stopped, leaned in close to my ear, and said viciously:

"Don't think you can steal everything I have now."

"Anyway, you always liked to seek death, right?"

"There are no security cameras here. Even if you really drown here... no one will suspect me."

She paused, enunciating each word: "So, go die."

Before her voice fell, a violent force fiercely struck from behind me.

With a splash, the freezing pool water instantly swallowed me.

I didn't struggle, but let the pool water submerge me.

The feeling of suffocation surged, and my consciousness gradually blurred.

The System's countdown rang in my ears.

"Five, four, three..."

Suddenly, I was dragged up by a force.

Ethan's voice exploded in my ears:

"Mia said you stole her jewelry! Making her unable to step down in front of everyone!"

"Speak! Where did you hide the things?"

Seeing me curled up on the ground trembling continuously, his strength subconsciously loosened for a moment.

After a long while, as if remembering something again, his eyes became sinister once more.

"Chloe Sterling, did you hear me? Hand over the things!"

"Just to deny taking a set of jewelry, you acted out this diving scene again, isn't it boring?"

Seeing I didn't respond, he completely lost patience:

"Are you f***ing addicted to acting?! Endless, right?!"

While roaring, he roughly grabbed my wrist, whose pulse had already stopped, wanting to drag me up from the ground.

The next moment, his movements suddenly froze, and his face turned deathly pale with a whoosh.

Right at this time, Mom and Dad, who had received the video recording from my micro-camera, happened to push the door and burst in.

Ethan mechanically turned his head to look at Mom and Dad, and then slowly looked at me lying lifelessly on the ground.

He staggered backward two steps, widened his eyes in disbelief, and slumped onto the ground.