Chapter 18 I Choose Her

The sky was sunny, but now it slowly went overcast. The dark clouds covered the sky as if it was going to rain. Jeff grabbed Cynthia's shoulder, put a knife against her neck, and whispered in her ear, "Do you think Alston will mourn for you? Let's see it, shall we?" The sharp blade touched Cynthia's delicate skin, and a blood stain appeared instantly. Alston became tense and furious. "Why don't you cry for help?" Jeff felt bored because Cynthia didn't even make a sound. Cynthia looked at him emotionlessly. "Alston didn't care, so I don't want to humiliate myself by asking him for help." She just learned that she had always been a replacement. No wonder Alston would let her stay in the Smith family. No wonder he was angry when she touched that box. Cynthia forced a smile, and the pain spread to the bottom of her heart. Jeff was silent, and then he suddenly patted his fore