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.

a regional accent, "It's a shame

what I think it meant? He wanted to

This was a society governed by the

their serious expressions made it obvious they weren't

the guy got his tools ready and moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had,

to, I was back in a place

was the Bolton

and my mind kept flashing back

down!" The old, but still commanding voice

Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen him in

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and mind had deteriorated significantly. He'd be

he'd been staying

saw him, his mind

now he looked serious and composed, so it seemed like

"Grandpa, please

room was filled only

you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is not my concern. How can I

This led to Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him. Since then, all of his

there was no way his grandpa would let him off

knelt, not daring to argue a word with

go by

meant a whip. Jeffrey was serious about

head of the Bolton family must not act recklessly. You must be strict with yourself

how 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.

clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like son. Get out of my

your shirt," James commanded

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

harsh lash that immediately tore

all my fault. If you're going to punish someone, punish me. I shouldn't

wife passed away, Adam insisted on marrying Sheila,

naturally had no fondness

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

shielded Anna, taking the hit

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