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.

regional accent, "It's a

that what I think it meant? He wanted to skin

even possible? This was a society

their serious expressions made it obvious they

moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had, "No!

came to,

the Bolton

ground, feeling completely drained, and my mind

commanding voice snapped me back to

was Luke's Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't

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and mind

keep him from wandering around and getting lost, he'd been staying in a nursing

last time I saw him, his mind was like that

serious and composed, so it seemed like he had regained his

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

filled only with

ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is not my concern. How can I trust you with the Boltons after

to Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him. Since then, all

way his grandpa

knelt, not daring to argue a word with

by family

rules meant a whip. Jeffrey was

You

harsh the whip could be. No matter what, Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad, Luke was just worried about his sister. His actions weren't right, but you can understand

are clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like son.

your shirt," James commanded

to comply. His back still bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but

mercy, delivering a harsh lash

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

year, after Adam's wife passed away, Adam insisted on marrying Sheila, which shattered their

Sheila, naturally had no fondness for

just like your adoptive mother. Both of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said, raising

shielded Anna, taking

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