Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 287 The Sanders Retribution

Chapter 287 The Sanders Retribution

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1 looked at the woman on the ground. She had delicate features, and her eyes were especially beautiful- clear and pure, like the eyes of an animal.

She was wearing a thin silk dress, her hair messy, and she looked as panicked as a frightened deer.

I quickly knelt down to help her up and asked, "Are you okay?"

As our gazes met, something about her eyes seemed familiar, like I had seen them somewhere before. Behind me, a man's voice called out, warm with a hint of amusement, "Thank you, Mrs. Bolton. She's fine." The sound of his voice made Whitney flinch, her body trembling, and she immediately grabbed my hand. Her fingers were slender, and her palm was ice-cold. She whispered in a faint, trembling voice, "H-help me."

Instinctively, I stepped in front of her, my eyes locking onto the approaching man. It was Taylor Carlyn. "Whitney, didn't I tell you to stay in the car? Why are you out here in this cold?"

As he walked toward us, he shrugged off his coat.

He was handsome, but for some reason, every time I saw him, I felt as though I were encountering a snake.

There was something dark about him, a danger lurking beneath his charm.

"Mr. Carlyn," I asked, trying to stay calm, "What is your relationship with this young lady?"

Taylor smirked and said, "A romantic one."

"But she seems to be afraid of you."

"Maybe it's just my face. I must look frightening, he said, still smiling.

His features were undeniably attractive, but the smile sent a chill down my spine, like a predator sizing up its prey.

My skin crawled.

I tightened my grip on Whitney's hand and comforted. "Don't be scared. Did he hurt you? Do you want. me to call the police?" As 500

as soon as I mentioned the police. Taylor's pupils constricted, and the chilly air around him seemed to grow colder.

Mrs. Bolton, Whitney and I just had a small argument. She's upset with me, that's all. You're really going to involve the police?" he sighed. "Whitney, come here, don't let Mrs. Bolton misunderstand."

Whitney's face was filled with struggle, and I couldn't understand what had happened to make her so

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terrified of him.

was trembling, but I couldn't tell if

when I had adopted a stray dit named Snowflake years ago. That little, fragile thing had shivered

asked, "Tell me, what is your name?

T...

tone sharp and commanding, his eyes filled

us in a torn manner.

she whispered, letting go of my hand and walking toward

He finally similed again.

over her shoulders, speaking to her in a tone full

bent down to scoop her up into his arms and strode past me, heading toward a sleek black

person in my life. How could I possibly hurt her?" As they brushed past me, I noticed Whitney, her eyes closed in defeat, a

cheek.

know what their relationship was, something was clearly

she crying?

my concerned gaze, her fingers gripping Taylor's

in a voice barely above a whisper. 'I just remembered something sad. Thank you for your

smile turning into something more menacing. "Mrs. Bolton, you can rest

and even if I did call the police, they would only waste their time.

help last time made it seem

discreetly. Taylor carried Whitney into a

car didn't drive off right away, and the slight jolt told me exactly what was going on.

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and left

no shame, finding

it? Were they simply

memorial hall, I saw Anna sitting next to

sure didn't know about the news. Not only had she skipped

like a puppet with no strings. He didn't react to anything Anna

had stepped in as the head of the family. Ethan and Jake were both