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.

fierce, as if volume alone could reverse reality. “She was just

she was just fine,” Matilda snapped back, “What did you do to her, Declan? She came back one night covered in bruises. Chloe was nothing but loyal and devoted to you, and all she got in return

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

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

knife through Declan’s chest, his hands trembling as

dead! Even if she

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

are buried underground, perhaps you should go dig around the cemetery?”

cold enveloped Declan, his voice quivering with

times do I have to say it?” Matilda’s gaze darkened. “Mr. Yeager, let go. Chloe is

his throat choked back his words. He kept repeating, “It’s

strong, so resilient. How could she

secretary. He hadn’t dismissed her yet. How dare

She couldn’t be dead!

Impossible!