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 not witnessed how adeptly she cleaned

I am donning

pull away, I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that woman still standing by the

quickly

examined the brooch closely, giving Carter

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

she not return it immediately? Why wait until

suspicious of her during those few

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was amiss during my visit

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

More shaken, realh

Shaken by what?"

in the bathtub. If you hadn't rescued me in time, I might not have made it."

you. Back then, Bill never cared for me, and Sadie just bullied me. I saw no 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, just want to

now on, I'm going

rode the rest of the way in silence. When

Damian

right. The brooch has been tampered

darkened, "Carter, Anna is targeting me. This banquet at the

Silas to

I was leaving, and I nearly

when she

it, and then the middle-aged woman returned it as if nothing happened. This was no

vigilant, Anna would have discovered my true identity

shivers down my

Such cunning and malevolence!

a razor-thin tightrope beside a cliff, where a single misstep could