CHAPTER 388: CHAPTER 388: A FAN’S GIFT

Vera Yates glared fiercely at the young assistant and snorted coldly, "You’re not going to open the door, are you expecting me to do it?"

Seeing Vera Yates’ tear-filled eyes, the young assistant had no choice but to gather her courage and walk towards the door, inwardly complaining, "She bullies me because she has some skill. Why doesn’t she have the courage to open the door herself?"

"Who is it?" The young assistant asked fearfully towards the outside.

"It’s me, open the door." Landon Lawson’s deep voice gradually sounded.

Upon hearing Landon Lawson’s voice, the young assistant hurriedly opened the door, looking at Landon Lawson who entered, like seeing a life-saving straw, her eyes filled with tears.

Landon Lawson walked in boldly and immediately noticed the bloodstained letter scattered on the ground, his good-looking eyebrows furrowing into a line, "What’s going on here?"

Seeing Landon Lawson, Vera Yates instantly felt relieved and immediately threw herself into Landon Lawson’s arms, crying incessantly.

"I don’t know about this at all, suddenly receiving such a gift."

Landon Lawson frowned, looking at Vera Yates who fell into his arms, originally intending to push her away. However, Vera Yates was in a period of weakness now, and besides, Landon Lawson and Vera Yates were childhood friends who grew up together.

Landon Lawson rarely reached out a hand, gently patting Vera Yates’s back to comfort her, "Don’t cry, now that I’m here, there’s nothing to worry about."

"Fortunately you came, otherwise, I really wouldn’t know what to do." Vera Yates cried softly, her pretty little face filled with fear and grievance.

Landon Lawson squatted down, picked up the bloodstained letter from the ground, and slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

Vera Yates curiously leaned over, "What’s up?"

"Did you see the content written here?" Landon Lawson’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, picking up one of the bloodstained letters.

Vera Yates shook her head lightly; she had been in a state of fear all along, how could she have had the mood to look at the words on this?

Landon Lawson pushed the thing in front of Vera Yates, Vera Yates looked at the words above, her pupils suddenly enlarging, staring in shock at the writing.

[Vera Yates, blood for blood.]

Landon Lawson furrowed his brows, turning his head to look at Vera Yates, "Have you provoked anyone recently?"

"I haven’t left the house lately, where would I provoke anyone?" Vera Yates said softly, having harmed only Sienna Quinn.

Could these things be Sienna’s doing? But with Sienna’s schedule, does she have the time to concern herself with her?

But apart from Sienna, Vera Yates really couldn’t think of anyone else who would deeply hate her...

Landon Lawson looked at Vera Yates with indifferent eyes, the woman before him, seemed increasingly incomprehensible. Previously she was seen as extremely pure and kind, but since interacting with Sienna, he realized that his previous perceptions were entirely an illusion; this woman was not as innocent and kind as she appeared on the surface...

And today’s bloodstained letter further convinced Landon Lawson that Vera Yates must have done countless heinous acts...

Vera Yates turned her head away, witnessing Landon Lawson’s surprised eyes, she shivered intensely, fearing that Landon Lawson’s impression of her would change due to this incident.

"Stephen, this is really not what you think it is. I don’t know why this happened either." Vera Yates said pitifully.

"Do you really not know?" Landon Lawson asked with furrowed brows.

Vera Yates shook her head seriously; whoever it was this time, whatever the reason, she genuinely had no clue, and there weren’t any premonitions.

Landon Lawson narrowed his eyes, looking at Vera Yates.

Tears kept falling from Vera Yates’s eyes, the fear flashing continuously in her eyes was definitely not feigned.

"Stephen, but I’m really scared now, what should I do?"

Landon Lawson looked at Vera Yates’s constantly trembling shoulders, slightly furrowing his brows, "Since this is the case, I’ll have some people guard you these days. If you see anyone behaving abnormally, just apprehend them and send them to the police."

"I knew you cared about me the most." Vera Yates said with tearful eyes, looking at Landon Lawson.

"Since everything’s arranged, I’ll be leaving now." Landon Lawson didn’t want to stay here a minute longer.

As Landon Lawson turned to leave, Vera Yates suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes filled with intense tenderness, "Can’t you stay here a little longer?"

Landon Lawson leaned forward, half-narrowing his eyes, looking at Vera holding his arm, and gently pulled his arm away, his expression cold as he said to her, "I’m here today simply because of our past ties, don’t overthink it."

"What do you mean by this?"

Vera Yates looked at Landon Lawson with a pitiful small face, only to see Landon lightly furrow his beautiful eyebrows, "You know full well what you’ve done yourself, there’s no need for me to elaborate further. I hope you can live better in the future, stop doing the kind of crazy things you did before."

Landon Lawson’s icy voice suddenly rang out, causing Vera Yates’s body to tremble uncontrollably.

As Landon’s words fell, he suddenly turned and left without any hesitation.

Bang!

When the door closed behind him, Vera Yates truly froze in place, eyes dark as she looked at the closed door, her pretty lips narrowing into a thin line...

"Miss Vance..."

The young assistant softly called Vera Yates’s name from the side.

"What are you calling me for? Can’t you see I’m in a bad mood right now? Get out!" Vera Yates turned and yelled at the young assistant, venting all her grievances on her.

The young assistant pursed her lips tightly, her expression unpredictable in the face of Vera’s dark eyes. Without another word, she turned and left.

As the door closed again, Vera Yates stood frozen in place, her body trembling, biting her lips hard.

"I told you to leave, just like that? Are you a dog?" Vera Yates shouted at the closed door, but the already departed assistant could no longer hear her angry voice.

Vera Yates looked fearfully at the red blood letter on the floor, trembling as she curled up on the sofa, her pretty little face turning pale instantly.

She let the assistant leave out of anger earlier, but now she was extremely frightened, wishing the assistant hadn’t left if possible.

However, words once spoken are like water poured out, even if she wanted the assistant back, she didn’t have the face to ask.

The assistant reached the downstairs, turned to look towards Vera Yates’s apartment direction, and spit harshly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"I don’t like staying there, always getting scolded; I really enjoy seeing someone threaten you, seeing you live so fearfully every day is truly satisfying." The assistant indignantly resented Vera Yates, though Vera’s social status made her dare not speak out.