Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

hapter 247 Anna Is Targeting Me

Chapter 247 Anna Is Targeting Me

Hearing that voice, my first instinct was to turn around, but a realization struck me and I kept walking,

unfazed.

I had figured out who it was-the so-called "kind" middle-aged woman.

She was like a demon cloaked in human skin, masquerading as a benevolent soul to ensnare unsuspecting passersby.

Carter was already waiting for me in the car.

Damian stood by the car door, and seeing them both, a wave of relief washed over me.

It felt as if I was fleeing a demon in the dark night, and they were the light piercing through the darkness.

It was not until I settled into the car and Damian was about to shut the door that the woman changed her address, "Mrs. Bolton."

I looked at her through the car window, puzzled, "Were you calling out to me just now? I thought I heard someone calling Chloe. I assumed it was meant for someone else."

"My apologies, I mistook you for someone else, Mrs. Bolton, I must have misheard, I'm sorry. By the way, is this brooch yours?"

She opened her hand, revealing my brooch.

"Yes, it's mine. I've been wondering where I lost it, thank you."

I gave her a grateful smile. "It's rare to encounter someone as honest as you these days."

To her, I probably appeared as a remarkably naive young woman.

chuckle, and had I not witnessed how adeptly she cleaned blood off her hands, I

I am donning a mask

saw that woman

quickly placed

examined the brooch closely, giving

brooch had been tampered with; it could have

why did she

her during those

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visit to the Hudsons, though

it over to him. He accepted it

More shaken, realh

Shaken by what?"

I nearly died in the bathtub. If you hadn't rescued me in time, I might not

yold be the same, but you've been so kind. Perhaps I see a bit of

anymore. From now on, I'm

silence. When we arrived, he handed the

Damian got a

brooch has been tampered with; there's a

is targeting me. This banquet at the Hudsons was a setup.

interaction with Silas

distracted me as I was leaving, and I nearly fell. She

must have been when she took

implant a bug in it, and then the middle-aged

would have

spot shivers down my

Such cunning and malevolence!

a razor-thin tightrope beside a cliff,