Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 523: What a Scheming Woman!

Chapter 523: What a Scheming Woman!

Ella furrowed her brows. "Do you really have to kill me?"

"Not kill you? Then what—let you live? Ha! The only reason I didn’t act sooner was because of your gun. But now, I have nothing to fear. Besides... if no one comes here in the next few days, killing you means I get all the bread. At least I won’t starve to death," Logan sneered. In a life-or-death situation, food was the most important thing.

If his opponents died, that meant more supplies for him.

Ella pressed her lips together. Fortunately, she had been cautious. Otherwise, if this guy had pulled some underhanded trick, she would have been caught off guard.

A direct confrontation was far better than a sneak attack—especially since she hadn’t actually lost her gun.

Ella let out a soft, amused laugh. Her voice was light and gentle. "I knew I wasn’t wrong. The Scott family... it’s really hard to find a decent person among you. Except for that Logan with no sense of scheming, the rest of you are nothing but heartless. Logan, I’ll give you a piece of advice—put down your weapon and leave. I’ll spare your life."

Suddenly, a realization struck her—maybe the plane running out of fuel was a lie.

She didn’t understand aircraft, so she had no way of knowing if he was telling the truth. She also had no idea what tricks he might have pulled.

Logan must be familiar with every island along this flight path, right? After all, he’d been here for years. How could he not know the area like the back of his hand?

He must have deliberately landed here, waiting for the right moment to make his move against her.

The more Ella thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Thankfully, she had never completely let down her guard. She had never fully trusted this Logan.

In this world, apart from the family and husband who love you, no one else can be trusted easily.

Of course, if your family or husband doesn’t love you, they don’t count—like Robert and Brandon from her past life.

Logan’s eyes were full of mocking amusement. "You’re really funny, Ella. I’ve wanted to kill you for a long time. If I let you leave this place, it would mean the end of the Scott family. And what would I gain from that? I’d become the biggest traitor in Scott family history. After all, I was the one who helped you escape from the research island."

Ella knew that there was no convincing this man. Even if she did, she could never truly trust him.

"Very well... since you insist on killing me, then at least grant me one small request. Don’t do it here—I don’t want my son to be affected. I’ll go down with you."

Ella’s voice was calm and indifferent.

If they fired shots here, blood would stain the plane, and her child would be terrified.

Logan raised a cold brow. Ella smirked sarcastically. "What’s wrong? Are you too scared to grant such a small request? Are you afraid of me? I’m just a weak woman—surely you’re not afraid of me, are you?"

Logan let out a chilling laugh. He knew Ella didn’t want to wake the child. "Fine, I’ll humor you."

With that, he swaggered down the plane’s stairs.

Ella slowly stepped onto the middle of the stairway, her face dark and serious. She was incredibly nervous. Even though she had trained with Eric for a while and learned how to shoot...

This time, her gun would be aimed at a living, breathing person.

Killing someone?

If she killed Logan, she might carry that burden for the rest of her life. She was a normal person, not a cold-blooded assassin.

But if she didn’t kill Logan, then she and Elias would die.

"What’s the matter? Scared?" Logan sneered. "Death is a beautiful thing. No more worries, no more struggles. Isn’t that a good thing?"

Ella’s heart pounded wildly.

Kill him? Or let him live?

She couldn’t allow a ticking time bomb to remain by her side—if she

After all, external injuries could be detected in an autopsy, but if he pushed her into the sea, it would be the perfect crime—no evidence left behind.

In the distance, the roar of an approaching aircraft filled the air.

Both Ella and Logan instinctively looked up, spotting a small black dot swiftly heading their way.

Logan’s helicopter was parked by the shore, completely exposed to anyone from above.

Ella’s lips curved into a smile, an overwhelming surge of joy nearly bringing her to tears. "Logan, you can forget about coming after me and Elias now. My rescue team is here!"

She had waited for this moment for so long.

Though it had only been five days, it felt like five agonizing years.

A frenzied murderous intent flared in Logan’s eyes. "Even if Eric is here, he won’t be able to save you!"

With that, he lunged forward, determined to seize Ella and take her hostage. His cover was blown—there was no turning back. If he didn’t kill Ella, they wouldn’t let him walk away alive either.

So before Eric could arrive, he had to act first—take Ella as his bargaining chip.

Seeing Logan charge at her like a madman, Ella’s expression turned icy. She swiftly drew the gun from her pocket.

Logan’s eyes widened in shock, but he was already too far gone. He was gambling—gambling on the fact that Ella’s shooting skills were poor. Even if he died, he’d make sure to take her down with him!

Cold sweat dripped down Ella’s back as she pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, sending flocks of birds scattering from the trees.

Logan’s entire body jerked. He hadn’t expected to actually get shot!

His leg gave out instantly—Ella’s bullet had struck him in the thigh.

His body crumpled like a collapsing mountain, tumbling down the stairs.

Ella panted, gripping her gun tightly, her eyes rimmed red. "Logan, you brought this on yourself! I gave you a chance, but you still tried to fight back... even if you didn’t hurt me or Elias..."

Eric would still make sure he never walked out of prison again!

Logan clutched his bleeding thigh, cold sweat pouring down his face. He glared at Ella with venomous hatred. "You btch... You tricked me! Your gun... you still had it!"

Ella let out a chilling laugh. "If I hadn’t tricked you, how else would you have shown your true colors? If my husband hadn’t arrived, Elias and I could’ve died by your hands at any moment! I won’t let anyone threaten my son’s life."

Despite the searing pain, Logan suddenly let out a bitter, agonized laugh.

What a ruthless woman.

What a scheming, cunning woman!

At last, he understood why even a sly, devious man like Mason had been so obsessed with Ella. The more untamable a woman was, the more unforgettable she became...

Ella lifted her gaze toward the helicopter as it slowly descended.

Her eyes burned, something heavy welling up inside her chest. The sunlight reflected brilliantly off the aircraft, its metallic gleam almost blinding.

Eric was the first to leap out, rushing toward her. "Ella, are you okay?"

His hands gripped her shoulders firmly, his breathing ragged. His forehead was damp with sweat, strands of his hair sticking to his skin.

Ella threw herself into his arms, tears spilling uncontrollably.

Relief.

Shock.

Elation.

So many emotions swirled inside her, and she couldn’t put them into words.

Eric had faintly heard a gunshot while still in the air. In that moment, his heart had nearly stopped.

Seeing Logan lying in a heap at the bottom of the stairs, Eric finally let out a deep breath.

His woman was always the one who emerged victorious.

At this moment, he felt nothing but pride.

"I’m okay, honey... I’m okay!"

Ella trembled, tears gushing like a broken dam.

She clung tightly to the man before her.

He wasn’t angry at her for leaving on her own—because he knew she had her reasons.