Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Billionaire Is 8

Roy quickly said, "Mr. Bolton, I've hired over a hundred expert divers and thousands of boatmen. We've done a thorough search from the incident site to downstream, but there's still no sign of Mrs. Bolton." Only then did the tight furrow on Luke's brow relax. He leaned back in his chair, a contemptuous smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "What did I tell you? She's always been good at putting on a show. That's enough-tell everyone to come back, there's no need to keep looking." Roy still seemed a bit uneasy. "Éven if Mrs. Bolton didn't commit suicide, she's still missing. What if"

"She's probably just hiding out somewhere, throwing a tantrum. No need to worry. Once she's done sulking, she'll come back."

After hanging up the phone, Luke stared at the picture of us on his desk, lost in thought.

It was taken when I was 17, right after we played tennis together. The sun was shining, and I was smiling so brightly.

I could see the nostalgia in Luke's eyes.

How laughable. Nostalgia? For the old me?

The very person who took my smile away was him-my executioner!

"Luke!" Anna's voice interrupted.

She locked the door behind her and sat straight onto Luke's lap.

her

night. You obviously love me too, so

used to live in. Doesn't that make it more exciting?" Anna, that shameless mistress, even wanted to

of you, get

all my might, rage boiling inside me, but they acted as if they didn't

in Luke's eyes, though. Instead, there was

we agreed-just last

I won't tell anyone. It's not like you're losing out on anything. I just miss

hand and placed it on her chest. "Feel my heart.

react like he did last

to take care of.

body was forced to

leaving, I glanced back. Anna had a sullen expression that made her look

pity Chloe will

so low that Luke couldn't hear it, but I could clearly see her lips

definitely

Anna who

pay, but I couldn't get