Vengeful Hearts Return Novel by Susan Clyde

After more than an hour, the door finally opened. Those waiting outside immediately looked inside. Treating Brian had drained Audrey, leaving her pale and her presence weakened.

Seeing Audrey like that, Phoebe felt her heartache at once. “How is Brian? Is he okay?” Phoebe hurriedly supported Audrey, worried she might faint.

“Yes, he’s stable for now. He’ll wake up after some rest.” Audrey nodded.

Hearing that Brian was okay, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. However, Dylan’s brows remained tightly furrowed as he watched Audrey intently.

“Thank goodness he’s finally okay,” Phoebe exclaimed with relief. She was so relieved. that she nearly fell to her knees to pray. Brian’s previous condition had frightened.

everyone.

“Come on, you need to rest too. If Brian wakes up but you fall ill, it will break my heart,” Phoebe said as she helped Audrey to a room prepared for her.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Throughout this, Audrey ignored Dylan, not even sparing him a glance.

Shawn and the others watching couldn’t help but sigh for Dylan. But they felt he deserved it.

Dylan’s eyes remained fixed on Audrey’s retreating figure until she went into the room, then he turned and entered Brian’s room.

Brian was still pale but appeared much better than the agony he was in before. Dylan looked at Brian. His face resembled Audrey’s with a hint of his features. Dylan’s heart. softened. To him, Brian was a precious gift from his beloved, one he had nearly lost. through his actions.

Dylan stayed in Brian’s room for a while before heading downstairs.

Richard was already waiting for him. Seeing Dylan, Richard approached respectfully.

“Where is she?” Dylan’s cold eyes gleamed with a fierce and icy light.

“Outside. She’s being watched,” Richard replied.

Hearing that, Dylan’s tall, imposing figure headed directly outside, with Richard following closely.

Outside, Emely was guarded by several men, looking disheveled and tear–streaked.

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Seeing Dylan’s cold demeanor, her eyes filled with fear, and her body trembled.

“Take her away.” Dylan’s voice was icy and unfeeling, his aloof and noble face looking sharp.

Hearing the command, Emel

amed and struggled. Tears streamed down her face. as she hoped for someone from her family to save her. But no one came. She was bound and taken into a car. At this moment, Emely truly felt fear.

Half an hour later, Emely was taken to the foot of a mountain. When the car stopped, she was dragged out and thrown to the ground.

Seeing the darkness around her, goosebumps rose on Emely’s skin. Fear filled her. Her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground on her knees. However, the ground was full of small sharp stones. When her knees landed on them, they stung her.

Seeing the tall figure in the darkness, Emely felt utter despair.

Dylan looked coldly at the kneeling woman, his dark eyes almost blending with the night, yet his powerful and commanding presence instilled fear.

“Where did those photos and videos come from?” Dylan asked. He lit a cigarette. The glowing ember flickered ominously in the dark, making the deserted mountainside appear even more terrifying. Furthermore, the sounds of insects and birds added to the desolate and eerie atmosphere.

Emely was raised in luxury and naturally couldn’t take this. She was on the verge of breaking down as she sobbed desperately, “I don’t know who sent them. They were mailed to me. You can ask my maid. She received the package.” She dared not lie.

“Richard, check it out,” Dylan glanced at Richard and ordered.

Richard nodded and went to the side to make a call. Ten minutes later, he returned. “It was indeed mailed to her. I’ve started tracing the sender, Richard reported.

Hearing this, Emely, still crying, begged, “I told the truth. Now you know. Can I go home now?”

Emely was filled with fear. She didn’t want to stay in this dark place for another second.

“Go home? You think you can go back?” Dylan sneered, his icy eyes filled with malice.

Dylan’s tone exuded danger, making Emely shrink in fear. “What are you going to do? I’m the Roscente family’s daughter, after all. Mr. Clifford, you can’t treat me like this.”

“Emely, you must bear the consequences of your actions. I promised your grandfather to spare your life, but whether you survive is up to fate,” Dylan replied coldly.

“Richard, leave her in the mountains. It’s up to her if she lives or dies,” Dylan ordered.

Emely’s face went pale. “No, plea

‘t want to go. I was wrong, Mr Clifford. Please,

let me go back,” she pleaded, territ. The looming darkness of the mountain that blended with the night filled her with dread. She would go insane if she went in there.

“Take her away,” Dylan commanded icily.

Soon, Dylan’s men dragged Emely into the mountain.

Dylan wouldn’t harm Emely himself. He would spare her life, but the mountain of dangers, and whether she would survive had nothing to do with him.

“Boss, you should treat your wound. It could get infected, Richard suggested, concerned about Dylan’s bloodied hand.

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“Let’s head back to the Roscente family’s residence,” Dylan said, dismissing his injury. The pain in his heart was far worse compared to his hand.

“You have three days to find out everything that happened to Audrey in the men’s prison. I want to know every single one who touched her. I want all the details,” Dylan ordered. When he recalled the videos and photos he had seen today, his heart felt like it was ripped into shreds.

“Also, find out who sent her to the men’s prison. Use any means necessary,” Dylan added, determined to seek vengeance on everyone who had wronged her, including himself.

“Yes, sir,” Richard replied.

When Dylan returned to the Roscente family’s residence, everyone was already asleep. He didn’t drive into the courtyard, instead stopping on the small path outside the villa.