The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1141

"You wouldn't even exist if not for me, let alone that brat. While you lots were being revered by outsiders, I'm lying in bed waiting for my death!

"If you truly love me, you ought to share your lifespan with me!" Alijah refuted with eyes full of madness and greed.

Austin was stupefied. He couldn't believe that his beloved grandfather would utter such cruel words.

Despite knowing his descendants' fortune would be sacrificed, Alijah still struck a deal with the devil upon discovering a way to extend his lifespan. All he desired was to remain young and alive.

With a quick glance, Alijah attempted to reach out and seize a substitute. Just as he was about to extend his cursed hand, he abruptly came to a stop.

Alijah thought his scheme had gone unnoticed, yet Wynter had knowingly tied a lucky coin around his wrist. The thread quivered at the slightest movement he made.

Alijah instantly felt an inextinguishable flame sear through his body. He widened his eyes in horror upon sensing his soul gradually fading.

He clutched his chest in agony before collapsing stiffly onto the ground. His nails had returned to normal, but his body began to rot.

It was an expected result of someone who stubbornly lived beyond their death.

Both Malik and Austin stood dumbfounded by the appalling event, a stark contrast to the oblivious ladies chatting happily in the living room.

With a heavy heart, Malik covered Alijah's corpse with a blanket and sighed. "My father wasn't like this before."

It was unknown whether such explanatory words were meant for himself or Wynter.