Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 14

Billionaire Is 14

Chapter 14 He Wanted to Skin Me

I stood by the bedside, staring at the corpse in front of me. There was no sign of decay, no livor mortis.

The face was just too pale, like a sick person.

If the chest wasn't so still, I would've thought he was just taking a nap.

I'd been holding on to a sliver of hope, thinking that maybe I was just badly injured or stuck in a coma-anything that meant I still had a breath left in me.

If Luke found me in time, maybe he could still save me.'

But the moment I laid eyes on my own corpse, all hope disappeared.

I was really, truly dead.

I sat beside my own corpse, gazing down at my palms. What was I supposed to do now? Was I really going to be stuck like this forever?

No taste, no smell, and not even a single tear when I tried to cry. So this was what it was like after death?

No one could hear me. I could see everyone, but no one could see me. I covered my face, crying without tears.

Then, I heard footsteps-quick, hurried steps, and more than one person.

The person who walked in had those familiar eyes, but his face was hidden behind another mask, so I still couldn't see his real face. Following him was a tall, dark-skinned guy dressed in robes.

"That's her," the man said, pointing at my body.

The guy in robes quickly pulled off the white sheet draped over me, exposing my body underneath. I could clearly see the wound on my abdomen.

My pale skin was slick with a layer of some transparent grease, likely some kind of substance that kept the corpse from showing signs of decay. Seeing the man in robes...

A bad feeling crept up inside me.

The dark-skinned man inspected me from head to toe, occasionally pressing on my body, almost as if he was testing the elasticity of my skin.

His gaze felt more like he was inspecting merchandise than a person.

said with a regional accent, "It's a shame

that what I think it

This was a society

serious expressions made

ready and moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had,

black. When I came to, I was back in a place I

the Bolton

drained, and my mind kept flashing back to that guy in

old, but still commanding voice snapped me back

Luke's Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen him in a long

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and mind had deteriorated significantly.

around and getting lost, he'd been

his mind was like

serious and composed, so it

rushed up to him in desperation, shouting, "Grandpa, please help me!

filled

of the grand wedding between the Boltons and the Sanders, you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is not my

Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him. Since then, all of his hopes were pinned

there was no way his grandpa

not daring to argue a

go by family

whip. Jeffrey

Bolton family must not act recklessly. You

Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad, Luke was just worried about his sister. His actions

"Family rules are clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like son. Get out of

shirt," James commanded

still bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but they had faded enough

a harsh lash that immediately

out, "Grandpa, it's all my fault. If you're going to

passed away, Adam insisted

disliked Sheila, naturally

Both of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said, raising his hand to hit

Anna, taking the

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