Chapter 680

“I’m going upstairs to rest,” Esme said, unwilling to listen to Henry and Leon criticize her any longer. Then she got up and went upstairs. Henry and Leon watched her back and sighed. Esme was spoiled by her family, so she couldn’t stand to hear a single bad word. She lay down on her bed when she got to her room, unwilling to speak anymore.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked up the phone, and it was Vincent.

Vincent: Lily is in the hospital.

Esme was puzzled.

Vincent: It just happened. I heard it’s a severe stroke. Alexander is on his way there.

Esme’s face grew more serious. She gripped her phone tightly, looking at the message Vincent sent. And she thought of Alexander’s anger towards her earlier.

Vincent: Did Alexander hurt you?

Esme lowered her eyes.

Vincent: I can teach him a lesson.

Esme: Don’t hurt him.

Vincent: At a time like this, you’re still defending him? Don’t be foolish. He won’t appreciate your kindness!

Of course, Esme knew he wouldn’t appreciate her kindness, but what could she do at this moment?

Vincent: I can kill Lily.

Seeing this message, Esme’s heart trembled violently. She then quickly called Vincent. “Vincent, without my permission, you are not allowed to do this!” she warned.

Vincent laughed. “Alexander treated you like that, and you still can’t let go of him?”

“Lily is innocent!” Esme said, trying to stay rational.

“Lily just had a stroke, so it’s the perfect time to kill her,” Vincent said, far from rational.

Esme felt a pang of fear. “Don’t do anything bad in my name!”

What if I do it in my own name? Vincent asked her.

Esme gripped her phone tightly, looking out the window, feeling particularly uneasy about Lily’s situation.

She had come to the Tudor family many times, only to be turned away by Lily. And she had attended her birthday party, only to be publicly complained about by her. Besides, she had tried to secretly please her, but when Lily found out the gift was from her, she threw it far away. In Lily’s eyes, there was only Elizabeth. Even if Elizabeth did nothing just standing there, she had already won.

But she was different. Not only did she fail to gain Lily’s approval, but she was also pushed away and insulted by Lily.

Esme bit her lip tightly, recalling the words Lily had said most often, “You want to enter the Tudor family’s door? You can do it over my dead body!”

Thinking of this, Esme’s heart grew cold.

“Esme, leave it to me. I won’t implicate you,” Vincent said, and before Esme could respond, the call was already disconnected.

Esme slowly lifted her eyelashes, her throat moved, and then she hung up. She then looked out the window, her eyes filled with coldness. She thought to herself, Lily asks for it!