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 in human guise roam among

donning

the rearview mirror and saw

started to speak, but I quickly placed my hand

brooch closely, giving Carter

had been tampered with;

why did she not return it immediately? Why

grew suspicious of her during those

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Anna

that something was amiss during my visit

brooch back in my bag and handed it over to him.

More shaken, realh

Shaken by what?"

in the bathtub. If you hadn't rescued me in

you've been so kind. Perhaps I see a bit of myself in you; you're so young, just want to take a little better care

From now on, I'm

in silence.

after, Damian

has been

me. This banquet at the Hudsons was a setup.

my interaction with Silas to the

the woman had distracted me as I was leaving, and I nearly

must have been when she

a bug in it, and then the middle-aged woman returned it as if nothing happened. This was no accident-it was all

would have discovered my true

spot shivers down

Such cunning and malevolence!

tightrope beside a cliff, where a single