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.

witnessed how adeptly she cleaned blood off her hands, I might have been deceived by her facade. How many monsters

donning a

and saw that woman still standing by the roadside,

to speak, but I quickly placed my hand over his

closely,

not sure if the brooch had been tampered with; it could have a

mine, why did she not

of her during

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something was amiss during my visit to the Hudsons, though he never

my bag and handed it over to him. He accepted it naturally and

More shaken, realh

Shaken by what?"

That day, I nearly died in the bathtub. If you hadn't rescued me in time, I might not have made it." Carter reassured me, "Don't

hope and thought yold be the same, but you've been so kind. Perhaps I see a bit of myself in you; you're so young,

From now on, I'm going to be

the way in silence. When we arrived, he

Damian got

The brooch has been tampered with;

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

Silas to the

I was leaving, and I nearly fell.

when she took the

the brooch was missing, they managed to implant a bug in it, and then the middle-aged woman returned it as if

not been vigilant, Anna would have discovered my true identity

thought spot shivers down

Such cunning and malevolence!

felt like navigating a razor-thin tightrope beside a cliff, where a single misstep