"What exactly did you make Dad consume?" Ashton Heath’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his cold voice seemed to be wrapped in a layer of frost, making it impossible not to shiver.

Diana Kinsman’s neck was being gripped by him, causing her to gasp for air, and her face turned red.

Yet, she burst into laughter, "Didn’t you all just hear it outside? It’s poison, the kind that kills quickly once consumed. There’s only a few minutes left before the poison takes effect, and you two dutiful sons can watch your father die slowly!"

Ashton Heath’s grip tightened, "Diana Kinsman, if anything happens to Dad, do you think you’ll make it out of here alive?"

Diana’s face turned even redder, struggling to breathe, her eyes wide open, yet she displayed a satisfied and relieved expression, still laughing heartily, "Since... Since I dared to do this, I’ve already... prepared for the worst."

"Closia is your Heath family’s territory. You want to avenge Darren Heath... Of course, I cannot... stand against you. Even if it’s a life for a life, it’s worth it. Anyway, my wish has been fulfilled, and I have nothing left to regret."

"Kill me if you want to," she said, closing her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

"Ashton! Let go of her, she’s your sister, you can’t hurt her!" Darren Heath saw Ashton Heath tightening his grip further, murderous intent overflowing from his eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "I voluntarily consumed the poison, it has nothing to do with Winnie."

Upon hearing Darren Heath refer to Diana Kinsman as their sister, Brandon Heath’s face revealed an extremely astonished expression.

Ashton Heath had previously investigated Diana Kinsman, so after Darren Heath personally confirmed her identity, he wasn’t surprised.

Diana Kinsman was his and Brandon Heath’s half-sister - this was something he had suspected long ago.

However, even if she was his younger sister, if she hurt his family, he would never let her go.

Darren Heath stepped forward, seeing Diana Kinsman gasping for air and turning purple, and angrily scolded, "Ashton, let go of Winnie now! Are you really going to strangle your own sister to death?"

"I have already let Mia down too much, Winnie absolutely cannot be harmed."

Brandon Heath also feared Ashton might truly strangle Diana Kinsman to death, so he too spoke up to stop him, "Ashton, calm down, don’t act on impulse. If she has done evil, she will naturally receive her due punishment. It is not worth ruining your own life for this person."

"Joanna is still waiting for you at home, don’t you care about her at all?"

Ashton Heath’s grip did not loosen, and his facial expression didn’t change either, until Brandon Heath mentioned Joanna Lawrence. The malicious and murderous intent in his eyes began to fade, and he glanced at the now powerless Diana Kinsman, gradually loosening his grip.

Fresh air rushed into her lungs as Diana Kinsman coughed desperately upon being released. Ashton Heath pushed her away, and lacking the strength to stand, she slumped to the ground, falling like a ragdoll.

Darren Heath looked at her coughing in pain, tears coming out with the force of her coughs. He stepped forward and asked with concern, "Winnie, are you alright?"

"I don’t need your help." Diana Kinsman lifted her head, her red, teary eyes glaring fiercely at him, unwilling to accept his kindness. "Darren Heath, don’t think that pretending to care for me now can change anything."

Darren Heath’s outstretched hand froze in midair,