Chapter 521

Isabella Sullivan's face drained of all color as she listened.

Her vacant eyes moved slowly, finally landing on Leo.

The next second, she whipped her head around.

Hellish flames erupted from her eyes, pinning Liam Sullivan in place.

Her teeth were nearly ground to dust.

"It was you... You brainwashed Leo, didn't you? How could you be so vicious? Not even sparing a child? Why don't you just die!"

Her shrill curses tore through the air.

Liam watched her deranged state in silence.

His face was expressionless.

Only his knuckles showed a faint whiteness.

Vivian Bennett tightened her grip on his hand.

She believed him.

He would never do such a thing.

Isabella was already beyond redemption, consumed by her own bias.

"Isabella, have you lost your mind enough?" Vivian's voice was icy cold.

"Search your conscience. How has Liam treated you and Leo all these years? Must you repay kindness with betrayal, dragging everyone down to hell with you?"

Isabella's twisted face grew even more grotesque.

"It's all you! You bitch stole my brother! His eyes were only on me and Leo before... You ruined everything!"

She screamed, her eye sockets crimson.

Vivian pressed Liam's hand against her own cheek, gently stroking it.

She didn't care about these accusations.

Liam's heart was with her.

No one could take it away.

Liam looked down at her, offering a helpless smile.

That smile was tender.

Yet, it felt like a knife, brutally stabbing into Isabella's eyes.

In that very instant—

Isabella suddenly bent down.

She picked up the gun from the floor.

The muzzle trembled as she raised it, aiming at Liam and Vivian.

"Let's die together... Go to hell, all of you!"

No one had anticipated this scene.

The truth was laid bare.

The outcome should have been clear.

Even less did anyone imagine Isabella would actually pull the trigger on Liam.

"Bang—!"

The gunshot exploded.

Liam's body stiffened.

His pupils contracted sharply.

He stared at Isabella in disbelief.

Vivian's mind went blank.

Instinct moved faster than thought—she lunged at Liam, shoving him hard to the ground.

They tumbled together.

The world fell abruptly silent.

Even Isabella's sobbing ceased.

Only sorrow solidified in the air.

Vivian lay on top of Liam, her entire body numb, unsure if she'd been hit.

Her hand trembled as she reached to touch his face.

Liam's face was rigid, like stone.

He probably never imagined Isabella would truly shoot at him.

No matter how cold he appeared on the surface, that gunshot shattered the last trace of softness in his heart.

Vivian's chest ached with pain.

She grieved for him.

But Liam remained motionless.

He simply gazed at her quietly, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had already scattered.