A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 214

No way, Declan couldn’t fathom it–unless he witnessed it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe that something terrible had happened to Chloe.

His eyes narrowed to slits as he confronted Matilda. “Cut the crap, I want the truth.”

“The truth?” Matilda’s laugh was a gentle mockery as she observed Declan’s disbelief. “Mr. Yeager, why is it that you folks always come knocking only after the ship has sailed?”

A chill descended upon Declan as he locked eyes with Matilda, searching for the telltale signs of a lie.

But there were none. Matilda’s gaze held a mocking light, as if… as if she was avenging Chloe.

“Say it again,” Declan’s voice was a low growl.

“It’d be the same story no matter how many times I repeat it.” Matilda’s laughter was brief and bitter. “She’s dead. Shouldn’t you be over the moon?”

Struck by lightning, Declan stood frozen on the spot. Despite his effort to remain composed, the shock was evident in his eyes.

volume alone could reverse reality. “She was just fine

covered in bruises. Chloe was nothing but loyal and devoted to you, and

paled, his usual cool demeanor crumbling. He stood abruptly, facing Matilda’s accusation. “That can’t be, true. She can’t be dead. This has to be some sick joke you’re playing

eyes. “A joke? What good would lying do me? Declan, you should be ecstatic! One less nagging woman in

a knife through Declan’s chest, his hands trembling as

Even if she were, I’d dig her up myself!”

shattered as he grabbed Matilda’s blouse. “Tell me, where is

underground, perhaps you should go dig around the

his voice

Matilda’s gaze darkened. “Mr. Yeager, let go. Chloe is

as though he had been doused in ice water. A lump in his throat choked back his words. He kept repeating, “It’s not possible. Chloe can’t be

strong, so resilient. How

He hadn’t dismissed her yet.

be dead! He hadn’t even considered what he’d

Impossible!