A Vengeance Worth a Life
All because he killed my adoptive parents—the couple who took me in when I was lost, who fed me warm meals.
As the iron prison gates slammed shut, I stared at the direction where Finn Quinn was taken away, my mind fixed on one thought: This is far from over.
Five years later, in the third month after my release, a girl in a white dress knocked on my door.
Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, the scent of shampoo still clinging to the ends, and she gripped a neatly folded piece of paper in her hand.
"So, you're the one who used to live in the same courtyard as Finn Quinn?" She shoved the paper in front of me, her voice crisp but dripping with venom.
I unfolded the paper — a paternity test report. The names 'Finn Quinn' and 'Ruby Quinn' stood out like glaring inkblots.
"So what?" I threw the report back into her hands, my knuckles turning white from the grip.
Ruby Quinn bent down, leaning close to my ear, her hot breath scorching my face.
"Finn Quinn only acknowledges me as his daughter now. You're just a discarded pawn he picked up on a whim."
I said nothing, raising my hand to grip her neck.
Ruby's eyes instantly went wide, her hands clawing wildly at my arms, her nails biting into my flesh.
"You dare... kill me? Finn Quinn will never let you go!" Her voice faltered as her face turned a deep purple.
I watched her body go limp, then pulled out my mobile phone and took a photo of her face.
In the photo, her eyes were still open, filled with defiance.
I opened Finn Quinn's W Chat, sent the photo, and added just one sentence: "Your precious daughter—I'm 'keeping' her for you."
When the sent confirmation popped up, the corner of my mouth twitched into a smirk.
Finn Quinn, the debt from five years ago—it's time to start paying up.
That afternoon five years ago—I will never forget it.
I was walking home from school with my backpack when, from a distance, I saw black smoke rising from my adoptive parents' house, flames licking the wooden windows, crackling fiercely.
"Ben! Amy!" I stormed forward like a madwoman, but the firefighters held me back.
"Young lady, don't go in! No one inside can get out!" a firefighter gripped my arm tightly.
I collapsed to the ground, watching the house that once rang with laughter slowly crumble to ashes.
It wasn't until later that I learned Finn Quinn had set the fire.
He tracked me down, claiming I was his biological daughter, and tried to force me to come with him.
When I refused, he burned my adoptive parents' home and kidnapped Ben, locking him in his villa's basement.
When I found the basement, Ben was nothing but skin and bones, with an unhealed wound on his chest.
"Child... don't seek revenge... just live well..." He grasped my hand, his knuckles icy cold. After saying this, his head slumped to the side.
At that moment, the last shred of softness in my heart shattered completely.
For five years, Finn Quinn kept me trapped by his side, buying me expensive clothes but never allowing me to leave.
Until Ruby Quinn appeared, everything changed.
That day, I went to see Dr. Collins — the psychologist Finn Quinn had assigned me, and the only person I could truly talk to.
But the clinic nurse told me that Dr. Collins has already resigned.
I returned to Finn Quinn's villa; he was sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper.
"Where has Dr. Collins gone?" I walked up to him, my voice as cold as ice.
Finn Quinn put down the newspaper and looked up at me. "You don't need a psychologist anymore; Ruby Quinn will be with you."
"What about the medicine I take?" That medicine relieves my insomnia; without it, I can't sleep a wink all night.
Finn Quinn stood up and headed upstairs. "The medicine is bad for your health. Don't take it anymore."
I followed him, walking to my room's door, only to find the lock had been changed.
"What's going on with my room?" I grabbed his arm.
Finn Quinn shook off my hand. "This room is for Ruby Quinn. I've changed your room—it's downstairs."
I watched his retreating back, my nails digging deep into my palm.
Finn Quinn, what you owe me, what you owe Ben and Amy—I'll take it all back, piece by piece.
The room downstairs was small, cluttered with the things Finn Quinn had given me over the past five years—a diamond necklace, designer bags, limited-edition dresses.
Before, looking at these things, I'd feel a flicker of hesitation, thinking maybe he still had some conscience.
But now, all these things look like nothing but garbage to me.
I moved them all out to the yard, piling them into a small mountain.
Ruby Quinn came over at some point, arms crossed, looking at me with a smile.
"What are you doing? Throwing away all the precious things Finn Quinn gave you?" Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.
I ignored her and pulled out a lighter from my pocket.
"Consider these things my apology to you." I flicked the lighter, and the flame sprang to life.
I brought the flame close to the pile of gifts; instantly, the fire spread, thick black smoke rolling up.
Ruby Quinn took a few steps back, the smile on her face frozen in place.
"You're crazy! These things are worth millions!" she screamed, her voice sharp and piercing.
I stared at the burning flames, my face unreadable. "Millions? To me, they're not worth even the candy Ben bought me."
Ruby bit her lip, then regained that smug expression, pulling out her mobile phone to show me.
"Even if you burn all this, it's useless. Finn Quinn just bought me a villa ten times bigger than this place, with a swimming pool to boot." Her eyes gleamed with a proud, boastful light.
I glanced at the phone screen; the villa was undeniably lavish, but all I felt was a sharp sting.
"Is that so?" I smirked, "Congratulations, then. I've prepared a little gift for you too—you'll be receiving it very soon."
Ruby froze for a moment, failing to grasp my meaning, and seemed ready to press further.
I ignored her and turned back into my room.
That gift would leave a scar she'd carry forever.
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