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Chapter 11: Bearing Her Fury

"Stop right there!" Kyle shouted, nearly biting his tongue off. Sandra smirked coldly. "Looks like you changed your mind?" Kyle's face turned livid. "I agree!" Sandra took out her phone and started recording. "Alright, you may begin." Kyle's chest heaved with anger, "You didn't say anything about recording!" Sandra pursed her lips, slightly displeased. "Fine, I'll leave then." "Sandra!" Kyle was furious. Sandra deliberately gave him a mocking smile and pointed her phone back at him. "Go ahead." She even taunted. "Rearrange your features. That fierce look will frighten the journalists watching this video." Kyle gasped in anger. He was so pissed off! He suppressed his anger and spoke with resentment. "We found out that Emily isn't our biological sister, and we were all shocked. Emily grew up in the Hill family and has long been like a real sister to us. "But Emily insisted on bringing Sandra back, and we wanted to meet our real sister, so we took Emily to pick up Sandra. "Previously, Emily was engaged to the Cooper family, and the wedding date was already set. But Emily thought that since Sandra had just returned and there were many things happening in the Hill family, she wanted to relieve some burden from our family. "So, she jumped out of the car. "She thought that by doing so, she could delay the wedding with Mr. Cooper and let the Hill family focus on Sandra. "But she didn't control her strength well and fainted." As he spoke, his face was filled with humiliation. "Unexpectedly, Mr. Cooper's condition worsened, and the Cooper family didn't want to postpone the wedding. We had no choice but to let Sandra marry him. "In fact, Sandra should have been the one engaged to Mr. Cooper." He gritted his teeth and said the words he least wanted to say. "Anyway, Sandra didn't push Emily out of the car or deliberately married Mr. Cooper in place of her." He finished speaking. Sandra nodded. Kyle was so cunning. It was a total whitewash. Everyone became a victim, so naturally, it wouldn't affect the reputation of the Hill family. Sandra put her phone away. Kyle strode forward and grabbed her clothes, "Come with me to the hospital!" Sandra raised her hand to grip Kyle's wrist. Kyle's face turned pale, and he even sweated in pain. "It hurts." Sandra let go of him. "Mr. Kyle Hill, you have to ask me nicely." She hadn't forgotten how cruel and malicious Kyle had been when he forced her to marry Wesley. He had even intentionally smashed a cup and hurt her. Kyle roared, "What else do you want?!" Sandra replied, "When I got married, you didn't give me anything." Kyle hadn't expected her to directly ask for money. "All you care about is money!" Sandra raised an eyebrow, "Since you don't care about money, why not give it all to me?" Kyle was speechless. He took several deep breaths, finally managing to control his temper. "What do you want?" Sandra looked around, "I want this villa." Kyle gritted his teeth. She was too greedy! He immediately refused, "That's impossible!" Sandra retorted, "Don't you pay for medical expenses?" Kyle stared at her glowing face. If looks could kill, Sandra would have been sliced into countless pieces by now. "I can give you money, but not this villa." "Do you even have money now?" Sandra mercilessly shattered what little pride he had left. The Hill Group was mainly engaged in the computer industry. Recently, they were hacked and had problems with their systems. Even their computer parts were affected, causing chaos in the Hill Group. If they had the 50 million dollars from the Cooper family, the Hill Group could still hold on. But now, the money had been taken back by the Cooper family, and Kyle was currently raising funds. He really didn't have any money. Sandra reminded him again. "I don't think you really want Emily to wake up, so take your time and think it over." Kyle clenched his fist and smashed it against the door. "Fine, the villa is yours!" Sandra felt a dull pain in her heart. "Emily is truly valuable to you." Kyle pointed at her, "You'd better not play any tricks, or I will make you pay!" Sandra gave a cold smile, "Let's go to the real estate office and transfer the ownership first." Kyle was willing to do anything for Emily. He told Gary and Wesley about it. In front of Wesley, Gary couldn't reveal the truth about the substitution and could only accept it. ... After the transfer of ownership was completed, Sandra pushed Wesley to the hospital. The Hill family was short on money, but they spared no expense for Emily. She received the best ward and the most expensive medications. Knowing that Sandra was going to save Emily, her other three brothers also rushed to the hospital. When they learned that Sandra had asked for a villa, they showed expressions of scorn and hatred. However, they dared not speak their minds and could only curse Sandra inwardly. Sandra sat beside the hospital bed and asked the nurse to prepare several silver needles. But this time, she chose the thickest ones. Since Emily set her up, then she had to bear her fury. She slowly raised Emily's hand and forcefully inserted the thick needle into her fingertip. "Ah!" Emily sat up suddenly, her face distorted with pain. The doctors who came to observe the medical procedure were speechless. Was it really that simple? After Emily woke up, Sandra naturally stepped back and held onto the wheelchair with both hands. "We're done here. Do you want to leave?" Wesley glanced up. The five sons of the Hill family surrounded the hospital bed. He couldn't even see Emily. Sandra teased, "I forgot that you two were childhood sweethearts. Now that she's awake, don't you want to chat with her?" Wesley was speechless. "Let's go back to the Cooper Villa." "Wesley." As they turned around, Emily, weak like a little princess, whispered. The five men moved aside, allowing her to see Wesley. When Emily saw Wesley in a wheelchair, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

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