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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they weren't directly tied to the Sanders and Boltons, they were still linked

from their family were likely part of

family were fully aware of Whitney's

perished in some accident

family seemed completely oblivious

to

to my role and perform my duties diligently. My sole glimmer of

If Zoey came to the Whites, I'd finally have the chance to let her know I

I held the door open for Yael and trailed

Yael strode forward with

I kept my gaze lowered, feigning ignorance

to speak-fewer words meant fewer chances to slip up, and silence meant no

here?

attending to. She's a woman,

didn't question it further. "Makes sense, Mute Girl and Whitney are acquainted. Since Whitney's not in the best spirits, let her go cheer Whitney up." mity I

seems that in life, you win some and lose

my intentions, so he didn't object. Instead, he led me to Whitney's room. "Stay with Ms. White and don't wander

in his gaze was unmistakable, and

the door open, revealing a petite figure perched

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was curled up, her arms hugging her knees, looking

but Tayor's aggression likely crushed any defiance, leaving

on her mind,

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

in a cold, detached tone. I've eaten. What

me

trembling hand gently touched her

the

in her eyes, Mute Girl was nothing more

hand, signaling that

trace of anger as she said, "They sent you to keep an eye

must have

done to her, who

her in a comforting hug, but I couldn't risk it-there might be cameras hidden in the room. Any misstep could draw

was stand silently

reminded me of a caged bird yearning to escape, leaning against the glass

nothing more than a series of cages, each one

Taylor put on her, she was still just

the windowsill the entire afternoon,

how she had endured all these years, stripped of the vibrancy and energy

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still hadn't healed, so

had been on my feet

mind? Why didn't you