My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 189

Chapter 189: I Just Want To Kill Them
Michelle stiffened, feeling an electric current pass through her body while her heart sank into her stomach. She was too scared to move or blink as she stared at Anastasia, who was staring straight into her eyes while a small grin was on her lips.

“Were you surprised that I knew you tried to poison me?” Anastasia asked, but Michelle couldn’t bring herself to nod. “I’m not stupid, Michelle. But in this case, I will have to call you the stupid one. Look at this…”

Anastasia pointed at the glasses she’d left behind.

“There’s a teeny tiny camera on here, which you could figure out if you stared at the glasses a little too long. But no, you were busy poisoning my drink so that I would die,” she finished.

Michelle had to fight through her anxiety just to swallow, her throat tightening as if even that simple act had become a challenge. Her eyes stayed glued to the glasses on the table, and it was confirmed—there was indeed a camera hidden within them. The realization made her pulse race, her thoughts spiraling as she tried to steady her nerves.

Before Anastasia had headed over to meet with Michelle, Kace had handed over one of his devices to her—so that it would record any act Michelle had planned for her.

“So this was the kind of reconciliation you wanted?” Anastasia asked, disappointment evident in her tone. “Well, I think it’s good you tried to poison me. I have more evidence to use against you people once I return home.”

“You have nothing against us?!” Michelle stood up and barked out of control, earning the curious stares of the other customers. When she realized she was a little too loud, she took back her seat.

“Why do you say so?” Anastasia asked.

“Because if you did, you would have already destroyed us like you wanted, Anastasia. You don’t have anything on us,” Michelle said through gritted teeth as she allowed her emotions to control her.

“In that case, I better return quickly and reunite with you people,” Anastasia replied, her smile stretching on her lips.

Anastasia took the glasses, placed them on the bridges of her nose, and winked at Michelle.

“Thanks for the little evidence, sister. Don’t worry, I will use it carefully,” Anastasia said, waving Michelle goodbye while the latter tried to stop her, but Anastasia had already exited the restaurant completely.

“I should have booked a private booth and choked her with the drink,” Michelle thought to herself as her heart raced in fear. Anastasia had one more piece of evidence on her, and she wasn’t sure what the latter was going to use it to do.

Out of frustration, she hit her fist on the table.

**

Anastasia arrived at the Clark mansion, sighting Tracie walking towards the kitchen. When the latter saw her, she didn’t say a word, which came out shocking to Anastasia. If it’d been any other day, Tracie would have gone about questioning her why she was there and demanded she left.

‘She’ll come around,’ Anastasia thought to herself.

She ignored Tracie and left for her mother’s painting room.

“Anastasia!!” Nora immediately enveloped Ana in a warm motherly hug when she sighted her in the painting room.

Together, Nora started teaching Anastasia how to paint. She started from the basics by giving Anastasia a new canvas and instructing her on how to move her hands so that she could give a clean painting, without messing it up with the other colors.

“You know, back when you were little, you used to always come in here and watch me paint. Both you and Tracie, but then you two would leave with clothes stained with paint all the time,” Nora suddenly said and Anastasia smiled.

“Unfortunately, I can’t remember any of it,” Anastasia mumbled.

Since she found out she was the daughter of the Clark family, she’d always tried to remember even the smallest thing, but it was difficult. She couldn’t even get a flashback. All she remembered was seeing Robert’s and Amelia’s faces all the time.

“You were so young back then, so it’s possible you don’t remember anything,” Nora responded. “Did you get the chance to do what you loved?”

A sad smile stretched on Anastasia’s lips, and Nora immediately regretted asking her that question.

“Never. I only did what they loved, gave up everything for Michelle since they made me believe I was her older sister,” she replied.

“They are horrible people,” Nora said.

Ezekiel had already informed everyone that Anastasia was getting her revenge but even then, Nora wanted to ask her husband to buy all the Harrison shares and leave them bankrupt.

Unfortunately, Anastasia was already the owner of that company.

“But you don’t have to worry about them, dear. I’m here, and I will protect you. If they try to harm you, I will send them six feet underground,” Nora added which earned her a soft chuckle from Anastasia.

“It’s alright mum, they will get what’s coming to them. I will make sure of it,” Anastasia promised.

Nora continued to teach Anastasia how to paint.

Unbeknownst to them, someone had been listening to their conversation.

Tracie had her ears placed on the door, listening to their conversation with clenched fists and gritted teeth.

“What are you doing?”

Tracie’s eyes landed on Ezekiel whose hands were folded as he stared at Tracie, waiting for an explanation.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m eavesdropping on their conversation,” Tracie replied.

“And why?”

“Because I’m furious, Kiel. I just want to go to the Harrison mansion and kill those people with my bare hands, then have their bodies hanged in front of their mansion for people to see how disgusting they are,” Tracie replied with a heavy breath as her knuckles turned white.

A small grin appeared on Ezekiel’s lips.

“Why are you smiling?” She snapped.

Ezekiel merely shrugged. “I’m glad you are finally coming around.”

Tracie sneered.

“I also want to do that same thing, maybe even worse. But it’s Anastasia’s battle to fight. We just have to stay by the sidelines and offer any help she needs,” Ezekiel added.

Although aggravated, Tracie still nodded her head in understanding.