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.

I'm merely returning what belongs to you," she responded with a chuckle, and had I not witnessed how adeptly she cleaned blood off her hands, I might have been deceived

am donning a

I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that woman still standing by the roadside, her smile

quickly placed my hand over his

the brooch closely, giving Carter a

if the brooch had been tampered with; it could have a

mine, why did she not return it immediately? Why wait until I was

of her during those few

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seemed to understand that something was amiss during my visit to the Hudsons, though

handed it over to him. He

More shaken, realh

Shaken by what?"

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

thought yold be the same, but 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 of you. Let the past be the past; every

on, I'm going to be

in silence. When we arrived, he handed

Damian got

were right. The brooch has been tampered with; there's a

banquet at the Hudsons was a setup. She used it

with Silas to the

how the woman had distracted me as I was leaving, and I nearly fell. She

when she

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

been vigilant, Anna would have discovered my

spot shivers down my

Such cunning and malevolence!

navigating a razor-thin tightrope beside