Chapter 660 Kill Them All

Megan knew they had abandoned Kyla all those years ago, leaving wounds too deep to ever heal. No matter what excuses they offered, abandonment was still abandonment–it was unforgivable.

And now, shamelessly showing up with their little entourage, they had no right to demand her forgiveness.

“By the way, you haven’t met your little sister yet, have you?”

At the mention of “little sister,” Kyla finally reacted, her voice icy. “Little sister? I don’t have a sister. I’m the youngest in the family.”

Being the youngest had its perks–she was spoiled, cared for, and free of responsibility. Kyla had no desire to be an older sister, no wish to endure the same hardships Tilda had once suffered. She believed she had already suffered enough.

“Exactly. Kyla is the youngest. Honey, stop bothering her.”

James shot Megan a contemptuous glance.

If Kyla’s last name were Dawson, she would have been worthless–just another mouth to feed. How could she have generated income? In today’s world, survival requires money at every turn.

Only by keeping the Jenson name, as the youngest daughter of the family, did she retain maximum value. He felt that Megan must have completely lost her mind. And to make matters worse, all her money had already been taken by that man without a trace.

James felt a growing regret for ever tying himself to such a woman, even serving over a decade in prison for robbery because of her. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Finally …

“James Dawson?”

“That’s me!”

James hurried forward.

“This is the DNA test report.”

The nurse handed him the folder and turned to leave.

In this line of work, nurses generally understood that a DNA test implied family drama, and it was best not to get involved.

James opened the report, curling his lips into a smug grin, then strutted back to Kyla with exaggerated self-importance.

“Here, Kyla. Take a look. This is the DNA test report–fresh off the press, authentic and genuine. We are your biological parents.”

Kyla took the report silently. Her eyes scanned the glaring result: “99% DNA match.”

She drew in a deep, steadying breath. At that moment, her decision was made.

“Kyla…”

Megan watched anxiously.

Kyla stuffed the report into her bag and said coldly, “Even if you are my biological parents, that doesn’t mean I owe you anything, and I won’t forgive you.”

James’ grin widened, confident. “It’s fine … Kyla, we’ll wait. We’ll make amends. We’ll try to atone for abandoning you. We’ll never give up until the day you choose to forgive us. We’ll never leave your side.”

Kyla suddenly lifted her eyes, locking them directly on James.

James felt a chill at the intensity in her gaze, his smile faltering. “Kyla … what’s with that look? Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Heh… time shows true colors. Let’s see what you’re really made of.”

With that, Kyla grabbed her bag and stood, ready to leave.

I can’t stand these people and the Jensons anymore!

James, hearing her words, couldn’t hide his excitement.

“Kyla, just wait. I’ll show you, I’ll make you forgive us….”

He had no idea she had already decided to kill them all.

Megan hesitated. “Honey… maybe we should just give up. I don’t think Kyla is willing to forgive us at all.”

James snapped, fury flaring. “You bitch, what are you talking about? Without Kyla, how do we survive? Huh? You want to go back to being an escort? Look at yourself. Do you want to take on some factory job, screwing bolts? Can you even do that?”

“Honey … how can you say that sob, sob…”

“If you’re useless, shut up! Or take Jessie back to the countryside! Don’t get in my way!”

Under James’ harsh scolding, Megan hurriedly wiped her tears, barely daring to breathe.

Now abandoned, she had only James to rely on. She had no other choice.

I’m sorry… Kyla… I’m really sorry…

When Kyla returned to the Jenson Villa, the house was empty.

No one was home. No one had said a word about where anyone had gone.

The place was cold and silent.

Whatever Russell and the others were doing now, they wouldn’t bother telling Kyla.

Kyla sneered inwardly. She had even considered sparing them out of gratitude for raising her.

But now, the Jensons were indifferent, their attention fixed entirely on Tilda.