Chapter 695 Kyla Is Dead

Kyla wanted to live. As long as she was alive, anything was possible.

Once she died, everything would vanish into thin air—her money, the man she loved, her bright future.

Dominic and the others frowned deeply.

As much as they thought Kyla deserved this ending, there were still so many questions they wanted to ask her.

Right now, Kyla couldn’t die yet.

If she was going to die, she at least had to tell them the truth behind her betrayal first.

Just as Dominic and the others were about to rush forward, a voice warned them.

“Watch out!”

Howard reacted the fastest. He heard something breaking above them and immediately yanked everyone back.

Steel bars and beams were starting to fall from the ceiling, indicating that the whole warehouse was about to collapse.

Howard shouted, “Don’t go any closer! It’s too dangerous! We need to get out of here now!”

“But Kyla…”

Justin couldn’t bear to leave her.

If they moved fast, there was still a chance to save Kyla.

But it was a gamble.

No one dared take that risk.

No one could guarantee that running over there would save her—or just get them all killed.

If Kyla were still the sweet, innocent sister they once loved, they would’ve taken the risk. They wouldn’t have let her die like this.

But Kyla no longer deserved to be part of their family. She had betrayed them, hurt so many people, and caused them to lose Tilda as their sister. She’d even tried to kill Blair and had sent Russell to prison.

“Forget her? She betrayed the Jensons! She deserves to die! Let’s go!”

As Howard urged them on, the fire blazed even hotter.

In the end, Dominic and the others turned away and escaped the warehouse.

They left Kyla to her fate—trapped in the burning building, her entire body wracked by the pain of burning alive.

This was truly a fate worse than death.

Kyla’s desperate screams echoed through the warehouse.

Outside, Blair, Santiago, and Wade waited anxiously.

When they saw the warehouse was on fire, worry was written all over their faces.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Dominic and the others come out safely.

They hurried over. “Where’s Tilda? What happened? Why did the warehouse catch fire?”

Dominic shook his head. “Tilda isn’t inside. It’s Kyla. She’s still in there. By now, she’s probably dead. There’s no way to save her now…”

Blair was stunned. “Kyla? Why is she in there? Is this … Tilda’s doing? Is she taking revenge?”

No one could give Blair an answer.

“Mom, let’s just get out of here. The fire’s too intense, we can’t risk getting caught in it. We’ll talk about the rest later!”

“Okay!”

Everyone left in a hurry.

Far off on a hill, Tilda watched the warehouse burning.

Once she saw the Jensons’ decision, she took a deep breath.

Rain appeared by her side. “Tilda, the bodies are taken care of, along with everything linked to the Jensons. Is it finally over?”

“There’s just one last thing…”

Kyla died the way Tilda had in her previous life.

The Jensons got what they deserved.

They lost their estate, their company, everything.

Blair was left disabled. Russell went to jail.

What they owed Tilda had finally been settled.

Now, the only thing that interested Tilda about the Jensons was the outcome of Darell’s dream.

“Let’s go, Rain.”

“Okay, Tilda. Whatever you say.”

Two months passed in a flash.

During that time, a lot had happened in Slosa.

First, Jenson Group was abruptly taken over by Crown Group.

Then, the Jensons left Cetherland without a trace.

Before leaving, they’d wanted to see Tilda and ask why she’d helped them get rid of Kyla.

Was it really for the Jensons?

But Tilda had left Slosa first, hiding herself away to avoid any more trouble.

She hadn’t done it to help the Jensons.

It was simply revenge on Kyla for what she owed Tilda in the previous life.

With no way to find Tilda, the Jensons left Cetherland for good.

Finally, Russell’s sentence was handed down.

He was judged as having committed the crime under pressure. Besides, he confessed and handed over evidence voluntarily.

Therefore, he was only charged with failing to report a crime.

He was sentenced to five years in prison, and his 500 million assets were confiscated.

One day, Tilda stepped out of her apartment.

The next second, she ran into Darell—someone she hadn’t seen in months.

His skin was sunburned, and he looked run-down and thin.

He looked so scruffy that no one on the street would recognize him as Cetherland’s former best actor.