Chapter 7 Threatening with Death

Thus, both Mr. and Mrs. Bennet had mistaken Rue to be the more intelligent one and had spent all their resources on her.

They had thought it through. Since they were twins, they should focus their resources to nurture the one with the highest potential, leaving the other one as a backup plan — a fodder of sorts.

However, they did not expect Rue's result to be Rachel's.

Of course, when they had found out much, much later, they were drowned in regret. This was all after the story was done...

Mr. Bennet snorted coldly. "No one outside can find out about this, or the Bennet Group's reputation will fall into pieces! Most importantly, the Comers cannot know about this!"

Mrs. Bennet looked at Rachel's baby bump. "How are we supposed to hide the belly?"

Rue held her parents' hands softly, implying that she was going to help. "Mom, dad, it can be solved. If we hired a private doctor and have them operate in this house, wouldn't that solve it?"

Her parents’ eyes suddenly lit up. How did they not think of a brilliant idea like this?

"Alright then, we'll leave this to you, Rue. Please don't turn out like your immature sister, okay?"

Mr. Bennet looked at Rue with a strict face. His dislike for Rachel was written all over his face.

Upon hearing what Mr. Bennet had said, Rachel took a few steps backward.

She then turned around and fled into her room, only letting out a sigh of relief after she had locked the door with multiple layers of locks.

"Baby, don't worry. I will definitely keep you safe!"

Rue was a doer. After all, the baby Rachel was carrying was Edward's. So long as the baby was healthy, she could not stay calm.

Not more than two hours later, a doctor arrived at the Bennet villa with a nurse.

Knock knock— Rue knocked on Rachel's door, her tone unusually tender.

"Rachel, can you open the door, please?"

Mrs. Bennet chimed in patiently, "That's right, Rachel, it wouldn't hurt a single bit."

On the other hand, Mr. Bennet did not have his wife's or Rue's patience. He stomped on the door and turned toward Mrs. Bennet.

"Get the key!"

Mrs. Bennet turned around and a set of keys was produced. She then proceeded to unlock the door but could not push it open.

Rue peered inside from the slit that opened up. "Mom, dad, Rachel has pushed some pieces of furniture against the door."

So, Mr. Bennet summoned his servants to force open the door. "You insolent child! What is the meaning of all these suffering?! Come over here right this moment!"

The expressionless doctor and nurse began to prepare their tools the instant they entered the room.

Rachel backed up toward the window and brandished the fruit knife in her hand before placing it on her fair neck.

"Don't come near me! No one can touch me or my child! Dad, mom, if you really want to get rid of the baby, I will have to kill myself!"

Seeing Rachel's behavior, both her parents stopped in their tracks.

"Rachel, please don't be rash. Put down the knife, we can discuss this."

Mrs. Bennet furrowed her eyebrows.

Rue tightened her hands at Rachel's response. She only wanted to make the baby that Rachel was carrying disappear, but why was it so troublesome!

The knife in Rachel's hand was pressed against her own neck while she pointed the other hand at the doctor and the nurse. "Send them away!"

Although they clearly heard Rachel’s words, both her parents remained quiet and did not order the doctor's team to leave.

As such, Rachel did not hesitate to push the fruit knife onto her neck, causing a thin, red mark to appear on her pale neck.

A little blood seeped out of her neck and slid along the knife to the edge of the blade before it dripped off.

Seeing Rachel's determination, Mrs. Bennet made the doctor and his nurse leave the room.

"Rachel, don't be emotional, I got them out."

Mr. Bennet looked at Rachel coldly. "Rachel, when will you stop being so selfish?"

Rachel clenched her jaw as she stared at Mr. and Mrs. Bennet. "Both of you as well!"

"Rachel, don't be so agitated, we..."

The fruit knife went even deeper, staining the fruit knife further. "Out!"

Left with no other choice, Mr. and Mrs. Bennet stepped out of the room too.

Rue looked at her father anxiously, "Dad, what should we do? Rachel is dead set on having the baby!"

"What should we do?! How would I know what we should do! If that stupid girl commits suicide because of this, the Bennets might as well be gone!"

Mr. Bennet's face was full of irritation, but he could not let go of the ties with the Comers!

He then set his eyes on Rue. "Your sister will never marry Ian like this. Rue, I hear you’re the one Ian likes all along, what if we revert to the original plan of you marrying Ian?"

Mrs. Bennet nodded approvingly. "That's right, Rue. We've never really asked why you no longer want to marry him, but didn't you two used to date?"

Rue paused. 'Are you kidding!'

Ian was someone with whom she could fool around with, but how can any marriage be decided so simply? Let alone to someone she could not take seriously!

The one she wanted to be married to was her dream man, Edward Bluemel!

However, the situation was pretty tricky...

Her image in front of her parents had always been obedient and dutiful, an heir who prioritizes the Bennet family's benefit.

"If there is no other way, I will take Rachel's responsibility in her stead."

Rue cast her gaze on the floor, revealing her troubled look.

Mrs. Bennet gave a light pat on Rue's back. "Rue, you're such a mature girl."

Taking Rue's bait of blaming Rachel, Mr. Bennet fumed. "That good-for-nothing girl, I should've choked her to death when she was young! She has been nothing but trouble!"

"Dad, don't take this out on Rachel. She's the younger sister after all. As her twin, I should pick up her responsibility when she has messed up. Don't worry about this..."

Halfway through her sentence, Rue began to sniffle.

Mr. Bennet sighed softly and comforted her lightly on her back. "Don't be sad. Since that ungrateful girl chose this path, I will transfer all of her shares in the Bennet Group to you!"

Mrs. Bennet nodded in support as she looked at Rue dearly. "That's right. She doesn't have us in her heart anyway."