Chapter 897

Over the years, what had she really done to Connor?

When he was just a baby, she tried to smother him more than once. At two, she left him shivering in cold water on purpose. By the time he was five, she had abandoned him at an amusement park for three days and nights. At eight, she locked him away in a basement for days. Then, when he was ten, she pushed him into a pool, standing by as he sank beneath the water.

her very core. It was so overwhelming she wished for death. She had done so many terrible things in her life, and she knew it all too well. Aware

the universe again and again, but silence was her only answer. She remembered Connor once telling her, "I am your karma!" She had laughed it off back then, no longer fearing retribution. But

Suzanne's doing. To get back at her, Suzanne had spun a twisted web over decades. All those years, she knew Connor was her son, yet

flash, Claire grabbed Suzanne's throat. "Suzanne, we're going to hell together, you witch." But Suzanne didn't fight back; she just smiled and said, "Kill me, and Connor dies too." Claire let go, stunned. "What did you say?" Suzanne's neck bore the marks of Claire's fingers, and she coughed a bit before speaking again. "You know there are countless explosives beneath this island. If I set them off, the whole place

face went pale with fear. "What

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