I Texted My Dad One Word The World Burned novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“She did it!”

“Mr. Richard, Mr. Grant, it’s that bitch!”

“She’s jealous of me being with Amelia, so tonight she deliberately had the exhaust ventilation system turned off for a while, causing Amelia’s asthma attack!”

“Then she stole her inhaler and forced her own cough syrup down her throat! It was all her doing!”

“I was drunk… she said she’d take Amelia home, so I agreed. All the other friends who were at the BBQ can vouch for me!”

Seeing him actually betray her, Ivy’s face was filled with disbelief.

“Liar! You switched out her asthma medication for mine…”

Before she could finish, Aiden yanked the cough syrup bottle from her and shoved it into her mouth.

“You slut, still trying to argue!“.

“You said Amelia was faking it, and then you sucked dry her life–saving inhaler! So many people saw it. Why don’t you dare let the doctor check?”

Ivy was sobbing uncontrollably, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

My father waved a hand. “Go, take her for a check–up. See if she really stole my daughter’s life–saving medicine!”

As Ivy was dragged out, struggling, Nathan noticed the white powder on the soles of her high heels.

“Wait! Did you destroy the medicine inside my sister’s pendant too?”

“Take off her shoes and test them!”

I struggled to point to the burn marks from the cigarette on the back of my hand.

“Amelia, are you saying it was her who burned you with the cigarette too?”

I nodded with all the strength I had left.

Nathan’s eyes flashed with fury.

“Burn her hands with cigarettes too! And the foot that stepped on the medicine–break it!”

“You like forcing my sister to drink cough syrup, huh? Get a few pounds of concentrated syrup and force it down her throat while pinching her nose! Let her experience the suffocating feeling herself!”

“As long as she doesn’t die, our Grant family can cover the medical bills and the lawsuit. Let’s see if she dares to sue!”

The men carried out their orders and left.

Everyone knew Ivy wouldn’t dare to sue–not only because of the power of the Grant Group but because she was the one who had deliberately tried to kill ine.

Premeditated murder alone would land her in prison for life.

Soon, bloodcurdling screams echoed from downstairs the hospital.

The team reported that Ivy’s hands were burned with a hundred cigarette butts, and her right foot was broken. She tainted from the pain.

“Wake her up and keep going! The syrup hasn’t been forced yet!”

The team took their orders and left again.

Chapter 8

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Seeing the Grant family’s ruthless methods for the first time, Aiden went pale, collapsing at the bedside, slapping himself repeatedly.

“I’m sorry, baby. It’s all my fault. I didn’t protect you!”

“I shouldn’t have trusted that bitch Ivy, let her take care of you. I deserve to die!”

He faked tears, his voice full of theatrics, but my father and Nathan coldly watched his performance.

“Mr. Richard, Mr. Grant, believe me! Everyone at the BBQ tonight can testify for me!”

Saying that, he quickly pulled out his phone and called his men stationed outside the hospital to come in.

Before they even arrived, they heard Ivy’s screams.

Seeing Nathan’s fierce expression in the hospital room, their legs buckled, and they were terrified.

When Nathan asked, and they saw Aiden’s eyes filled with hidden menace and threat, they quickly spoke up in his defense, “Yes! Tonight’s events were all Ivy’s idea!”

“Aiden was careless about Miss Stone’s safety because that bitch, Ivy, got him drunk.”

“Yes! Apart from Ivy, we were all too drunk to notice she was abusing Miss Stone, almost killing her.”

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