She's My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 913: DRAGGING CAYENNE DOWN II

"You're stupid!" Artemis yelled at her sister when she found out what Diana did. "How could you do that?"

"Right," agreed Mr. Rule, their father. "Cayenne will only hate you through and through. Look at yourself! You know nothing but hate and revenge. She didn't even do anything to you.

What's wrong with your brain? How are you so foolish? No wonder you cannot manage the company on your own."

"Hon, that's enough. Your words are hurting her," Mrs. Rule expressed while throwing a sympathetic look toward her daughter. "Dia, I want to understand you as well, but what you did this time is really wrong. Cayenne is not obliged to help you – us. We owe her our lives and you know that."

"Of course, you are all correct," Diana responded followed by an empty laughter. "Cayenne is kind. Cayenne is thoughtful. Cayenne is selfless. And I am the complete opposite of her."

"Because you are!" Artemis pointed out which caused her sister to cry. "Dia, it's not too late to start over again. We don't need that company to survive! It will only lead us to a cruel death. Just give it up already!"

"Dia, you can start another business from scratch after paying off the debt that your grandpa left. As soon as you clear it, you won't have any problem," said Mrs. Rule to convince her daughter to give up the company as well.

"I know that you can do better than this sweetheart," Mr. Rule added, hoping that they would change Diana's mind.

They can all see it – clinging to the sinking company would only make things worse. Diana will be drowned in misery and an endless cycle of debt and interest.

"I'm tired," she said and left them with no definite answer. Her eyes were cold and there was a promise of vengeance in her expression. They couldn't really fathom her way of thinking. She was just insane!

Artemis was left in the living room with her parents. The three of them had a grim look on their faces as they pondered what to do. Artemis had no hold in the company since she gave up her rights to do so. Their parents didn't want to manage the company that Old Rule owned as well. Their lives were now hanging by the thread in the hands of the eldest daughter.

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Evening drew closer as Cayenne started packing up her things to leave her office. She should have been home about an hour ago, but Stefan got a last minute with a very important client, and she didn't want him to miss it just because he wanted to go home with her.

"Did Jackson leave already?" she asked Nikolai who stood at her door. "I wanted to talk to him about something."

"He just left along with the other employees."

Cayenne nodded her head in response at the same time, she pulled out her phone to send Jackson a message. "Let's wait for my husband in the lobby."

"Then, are we going to answer the reporters or not?" she asked to change the subject of their conversation.

"Let's hear them," Stefan said and signaled Nikolai to stay alert while motioning the security guards to control the crowd.

"Please call Dominic and tell him to stay inside the car," Cayenne told Tristan who was standing right behind her husband.

With his calm yet cold demeanor, Stefan stepped out of the company building with his wife. He was ready to answer the questions that the reporters would throw at them, yet the first thing they heard shocked them to the core. Cayenne even felt goosebumps rising all over her body.

"Mrs. Dumrique, is it true that you refused to help your cousin which led her to commit suicide?"

"Mrs. Dumrique, is your hatred so deep that you would push your cousin to her death?"

"Mr. Dumrique, did you know that your wife..."

"It was said..."

"...Diana is dead..."

"...fault lies in your selfishness..."

"Her family..."

"...say you did it as revenge..."

Cayenne felt like her world was spinning. The voices were so loud, but she was having a hard time understanding most of their statements. Then, she felt someone tugging her and then retched in front of everyone. Someone threw a rotten egg toward her, but Nikolai guarded her with his body and the egg smashed onto him. It smelled so nasty that everyone started throwing up.

It was chaotic.

From a far, she saw Leon's taxi car. Some of the bodyguards were standing casually outside the taxi to cover the child who was crying in his uncle's arms while watching his mother getting attacked.

Holding on to her husband's arm, Cayenne smiled and fainted.