Marrying My Father's Enemy-Chapter 145: Beatrice’s Game

Chapter 145: Beatrice’s Game

-Five hours ago...-

The situation at Eira’s flagship store was in full swing...

But just a few blocks away, in the shadows of Eira’s apartment building, Beatrice and Steven were quietly making their move.

Beatrice adjusted her gloves, her eyes narrowed as she glanced at Steven. "Are you sure this is the right building?"

Steven sighed, clearly frustrated. "For the last time, yes. I’ve been here before. This is where she keeps everything. Now keep your voice down."

Beatrice smirked. "Oh, please. Everyone’s too busy praising her little empire to notice anything happening here."

Steven muttered under his breath as he picked the lock on the back door. The lock clicked, and the two slipped inside, the hallway eerily silent.

Beatrice moved through Eira’s apartment like she owned the place, her eyes scanning every corner with contempt.

"Look at this," she sneered, picking up a picture frame of Eira with her aunt. "Pathetic. Pretending to be this perfect little saint when we all know what a nuisance she really is."

"Focus, Beatrice," Steven said sharply. "We’re not here to redecorate. We need those documents."

"Oh, relax," Beatrice replied, tossing the frame back onto the shelf. "I know exactly what I’m looking for."

They made their way into Eira’s study, where the desk was neatly organized, with papers stacked in pristine folders.

Beatrice rifled through the drawers, growing more frantic as she searched.

"Here," Steven said, pulling open a locked cabinet with a crowbar. He handed her a folder marked PRIVATE.

Beatrice flipped through the pages, her eyes glinting with so much satisfaction.

"Well, well, well," she muttered. "Proof of Steven visiting Helen in prison. Hiding that she was sick. This could ruin everything for her."

Steven frowned. "Keep your voice down."

Beatrice laughed. "Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you’re suddenly feeling guilty? You knew exactly what you were doing back then."

Steven didn’t respond, his jaw tightening.

Beatrice grabbed the folder and stuffed it into her bag. "Let’s get out of here."

Beatrice went back to the mansion after hearing that Henry was out.

The massive almost castle was eerily quiet as Beatrice strode through the halls, the stolen folder clutched tightly in her hands.

Most of the staff had left for the holidays, leaving the grand house cold and empty. freёnovelkiss-com

She made her way to Henry’s office, her heels clicking against the marble floors.

The office door was locked, but she knew where Henry kept the spare key.

Smirking, she retrieved it from a hidden panel and stepped inside.

The room smelled faintly of cigars and leather, the heavy wooden desk dominating the space.

Beatrice went straight to the locked drawer on the right side, her fingers working quickly to unlock it.

Inside, amidst stacks of papers and ledgers, was what she had been searching for: Eira’s diary.

She held it up, her lips curled into a weird smile. "What secrets are you hiding in here, little Eira?"

Back at her own penthouse, Beatrice poured herself a glass of wine and settled onto her plush couch.

The diary felt heavy in her hands, the cover worn but well-kept.

She flipped it open, her eyes scanning the messy handwriting inside.

-May 17

I’m so hungry. I haven’t eaten since yesterday, and I don’t know if I’ll have anything today. Konrad said I was a "liability" and told me to get out. I tried to tell him I had nowhere else to go, but he didn’t care. He laughed at me, said I was pathetic.-

Beatrice chuckled, swirling her wine. "Oh, poor little Eira," she said mockingly. "Thrown out on the streets. How tragic."

She turned the page.

-May 18

I slept in the park last night. It was so cold, and I couldn’t stop shaking. I don’t know how much longer I can keep going. I tried asking for help at a shelter, but they were full. I feel invisible, like no one cares if I live or die.-

Beatrice laughed out loud, nearly spilling her wine. "Invisible? Well, you certainly made yourself a nuisance now, haven’t you?"

Steven, sitting nearby with a scowl, finally spoke. "Do you ever stop being so... cruel?"

Beatrice raised an eyebrow. "Cruel? Oh, please. It’s not my fault Eira can’t handle reality. Life is hard. She should’ve learned that by now."

Steven leaned back, crossing his arms. "You’re enjoying this too much."

Beatrice smirked, flipping another page. "Why shouldn’t I? After everything she’s done to me, to us, she deserves every bit of pain she’s ever felt."

-May 19

I found a job today. It’s not much, just cleaning at a restaurant, but it’s something. I just need to save enough to rent a room, maybe buy some food. Konrad’s words keep echoing in my head: "You’re worthless." I don’t want to believe him, but sometimes I think he’s right.-

Beatrice’s laughter turned into a wicked grin. "Worthless," she repeated. "Even she believed it. How fitting."

Steven shook his head, standing abruptly. "You’re insane, Beatrice."

She waved him off. "Oh, spare me the morality lecture. You’re just mad you didn’t think of this first."

Beatrice read on, the words painted a picture of Eira’s struggles, her moments of desperation, and her tiny triumphs.

But instead of evoking sympathy, it only seemed to fuel Beatrice’s twisted satisfaction.

"This is perfect," she murmured, closing the diary with a snap.

"All this pain, all this suffering—it’s exactly what I need to remind her of who she really is. A scared, hungry little girl with nothing to her name."

Steven’s voice was cold. "You really hate her, don’t you?"

Beatrice stood, her jaw and teeth hardening.

"Hate? No. I despise her. She’s nothing but a thorn in my side, just like her mother was. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she stays in her place."

Steven hesitated. "And if she fights back?"

Beatrice’s smile was razor-sharp. "Then I’ll destroy her. Piece by piece."

"You should be careful, Beatrice..."

"I paid you to help me break into her apartment, you’re free to watch Vanesa if you want. I don’t want anything to do with that useless piece of shit. She should die with Eira."

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