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.

my abdomen and said with a regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar

it meant?

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serious expressions made

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

When I came to, I

the Bolton

my mind kept flashing

old, but still commanding voice snapped

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

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health and mind had

keep him from wandering around and getting lost, he'd been staying in a nursing home for the past few

last time I saw him, his mind was like that of

composed, so it seemed like

desperation, shouting, "Grandpa, please

filled only with

Whether her sister lives

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

was no way his grandpa would let

daring to argue a word

by family

meant a whip. Jeffrey was serious

not act recklessly. You must be strict with yourself and stick

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

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your shirt," James commanded

to comply. His back still bore the faint scars

showed no mercy, delivering a harsh lash that immediately

forward, crying out, "Grandpa, it's all my fault. If you're

after Adam's wife passed away, Adam insisted on

disliked Sheila, naturally had

you are nothing but

Anna, taking

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