I Received a Text from 30 Years in the FUTURE—So I Sent My Billionaire Family to HELL Chapter 09

I Received a Text from 30 Years in the FUTURE—So I Sent My Billionaire Family to HELL Chapter 09

William Vanderbilt had a constant headache these days. His family and his company were both a mess.

When Vivian woke up and realized she’d lost the baby and her uterus, she lost it. She wanted to go after Elias

and that woman.

Mia probably did it to get back at them for me-she secretly hired someone to film the whole thing.

In the video, Vivian looked insane. Red-eyed, she lunged at Chloe.

Chloe, in a white dress, cradled her belly and hid behind Elias’s parents.

Elias lay in his hospital bed, looking like death. His face was wrapped up like a mummy. Without the name

card by his bedside, who would’ve known it was him?

The camera swung around, and I saw William again. Years had passed.

His old arrogant, cold expression was gone, replaced by pure exhaustion.

And two people I’d never seen before-James and Elizabeth Vanderbilt.

James spoke with cold authority. “How much longer are you going to keep this up?”

Elizabeth’s well-preserved face showed both heartache and concern. She pulled Vivian, whose face was

streaked with tears, close to her.

“Vivian, come back to your room first. You’re not well. William will handle this.”

I lowered my eyes and thought about that nightmare.

In the dream, a wealthy woman whose face I couldn’t see said to me, annoyed,

“Why do you always have to compete with Vivian?”

Now those two figures overlapped.

So that’s what she looked like.

The Astors were about to fall.

The Vanderbilts were hanging by a thread.

Chloe smelled the danger and didn’t hesitate. She took the money and ran.

Vivian had probably never been humiliated like this before.

And with Lucas “spoiling” her,

the two of them got in a car and sped off to chase down Chloe.

And then-

Another crash.

What were they thinking? Using the highway as a racetrack?

The final report said they were at fault.

So now, one of them was paralyzed from the neck down. The other lost a leg. The Vanderbilts’ bank account,

already running on empty, got even emptier.

James and Elizabeth looked like they’d aged decades overnight.

Staring at their son in the hospital bed, unable to believe he was disabled, they finally snapped and screamed

at Vivian.

“Curse!”

Vivian shrieked hysterically. But there was nothing she could do.

She couldn’t even control her own bladder or bowels.

William, who’d already been running on fumes between the company and everything else, suddenly looked

ten years older.

He looked at Vivian. And then he remembered that face.

He opened his mouth. Nothing came out.

Silently, he used the last of his money to pay the hospital bills.

That night, William dressed carefully. He had to meet the person behind Blossom Tech today.

He’d barely managed to get Ms. King to agree to an introduction.

He had to convince Ms. Summers behind Blossom Tech, no matter what.

William steeled himself quietly.

But when he saw that face, he knew.

The Vanderbilts were finished.