Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 397 Meeting Whitney

Chapter 397 Meeting Whitney

Yael is utterly frightening he doesn't follow the rules at all.

I felt utterly paralyzed, both in fear and silence, dreading the thought that I might never regain my voice. Desperately, I waved my hands in panic.

At last, he broke the silence, saying, 'Chloe, calm down. The medicine's effects only last a week. You'll be able to speak again soon."

Though he sounded reassuring. I couldn't shake the suspicion that he was lying. But there was no turning

back now.

I had only one choice-if I didn't agree to his terms, he would abandon me here on this lonely island, leaving my cries unheard.

As long as I could return, losing my voice temporarily was a small price to pay

He gave me a tablet loaded with sign language lessons

While I practiced, he began sharing the story of the person who originally had this face,

"She couldn't speak, everyone called her the Mute Girl

In brief, her role was that of a mute servant, barely noticeable. She was a few years older than Yael, had looked after him in the past, and had also crossed paths with Whitney Her presence at the wedding would raise no suspicions.

The idea of infiltrating the Carlyns under someone elses identity-and potentially running into Amber and the others-set my heart pounding.

That place was the devil's den, the very one I had longed to enter for so long

Excitement swirled within me, but it was tangled with nerves, dread, and an overwhelming sense of

Frar gripped me-I was terrified of making a mistake, terrified they would uncover the truth.

Even though I remained silent, Yael quickly picked up on my anxiety.

"Chloe, don't worry. I'm right here, he reassured me. Just avoid looking her the eye. As long as you keep a low profile and stick close to me, she won't suspect a thing" I nodded and threw myself into learning sign language with full concentration.

Fortunately, I'm a quick learner, and in no time, I picked up basic communication and gestures.

The car pulled up at the White Residence.

The two families had been close for years. Even after the Sanders forced them out, their bond remained strong for decades.

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So, despite its outward appearance, the Whites were far from as spotless as it seemed.

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directly tied to the Sanders and Boltons, they were still linked

the herbal medicine trade, which meant that top medical experts from their family were likely part of

fully aware of Whitney's true identity

might have perished

family seemed completely oblivious to the

to

I would stick to my role and perform my duties diligently. My sole glimmer of hope now

the Whites, I'd finally have the chance to let her

out of the car, I held the door open for Yael and

glance, Yael strode

far away, Taylor's eyes landed on me. I kept my gaze lowered,

unable to speak-fewer words

her here? Taylor asked,

I figured there must be plenty that needs attending to.

are acquainted. Since Whitney's not in the best spirits, let her go cheer Whitney up." mity I was secretly elated. I'd never had a chance to approach Whitney before, but now

life, you win

he led me

gaze was unmistakable, and

revealing a

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her arms

but Tayor's aggression likely

couldn't tell what was on her mind, but sorrow

of my family's love at the Sanders. Meanwhile, she was thrown into the grasp of monsters Whitney, you must be

looking back, she spoke in a cold, detached tone. I've eaten. What else do you need

me

hand gently touched her

off with irritation, but her expression softened the moment she realized it was me. "Sorry, I thought

nothing more than another unfortunate soul,

my hand, signaling that I

she said, "They sent you to keep an eye on me, didn't they? Don't worry. I won't try to end my life."

have attempted suicide

everything Taylor had likely done to her, who could fault her for wanting to

in a comforting hug, but I couldn't risk it-there

could do was stand silently beside her, voiceless and

caged bird yearning to escape, leaning against the glass and gazing wistfully at the

of cages, each one trading one form of confinement for

how lavish or elegant the clothes Taylor put on her, she

Whitney remained perched on the windowsill the entire afternoon, and I stood silently beside

couldn't fathom how she had endured all these years, stripped of the vibrancy and energy that someone

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standing, and my knee injury still hadn't healed, so I could only limp

noticed my struggle and realized I had been on my feet

of your mind? Why didn't you just find somewhere to sit?" she sighed,