Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2002

Since Zac's life had been ruined, Chandler wouldn't escape without consequences.

Zac wanted Chandler to experience the same unrelenting fear, living every day terrified of being caught. He wouldn't find peace until Chandler truly felt that kind of torment—only then would his hatred be quenched.

While Chandler had transformed Destiny Corporation into the powerhouse it is today, the bloodshed and darkness behind its success remained unknown to most.

Both of them were killers, so why did Chandler get to live freely while Zac was forced to hide? Zac was determined to expose Chandler for what he truly was—the real villain of the Newton family.

If Zac was going to be branded a murderer, then Chandler would be one as well. Only then would there be justice.

The thought of Chandler being despised by everyone gave Zac a perverse sense of satisfaction. A smug grin spread across his face, impossible to hide. "Of course, if you're feeling generous, feel free to take out a few more. Consider it a bonus."

Chandler's face hardened with disappointment. "Are human lives so worthless to you? I don't kill the defenseless."

"What's the matter? You won't do it, huh?" Zac mocked, his voice dripping with contempt. "I thought you and your brother had a strong bond, but clearly, I was wrong. Jenson's life means less to you than your pathetic principles, doesn't it?"

"You hate me, don't you?" Chandler shot back. "If you want to watch someone die, then look at me."

Zac clapped slowly, his expression filled with bitter sorrow. "For Jenson, you're willing to embrace death. How noble."

But in the next instant, his expression contorted into a cruel grin. "Do you really think I'll let you die so easily? No. I'm going to make you suffer in ways worse than death. You'll endure torment, just like I have—forever writhing in pain, lost in the darkness of your own sins!"

He knew Chandler too well. A sly fox like him would never allow himself to die.

Zac had once been the pride of the heavens, but now he was nothing more than the muck in the pit, trampled by all who passed. No one felt the depth of that fall more acutely than he did.

And it was because of this that he was determined to bring Chandler down with him.

A blank sheet could remain untouched for a lifetime, but a single stain could ruin it forever.

…

Zac returned to the farm just as dawn began to break. Without even bothering to remove his coat, he collapsed onto the couch.

There were rumors that the authorities back home had already dispatched criminal investigators to track him down. Even though they weren't in Grand Cathay, he still chose to operate at night to avoid being spotted.

It was all Chandler's fault!

The thought of it made his fists tighten in frustration.

"Zac, you're back," Julia said.

"Yeah," Zac muttered, his eyes barely open.