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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and Boltons, they were still linked to the dark

the herbal medicine trade, which meant that top medical experts from their family were likely part of that organization! The Whites was

the family were fully

actual Alice might have perished in some

the younger members of the family

needed to tread

my role and perform my duties diligently. My sole glimmer

I'd finally have

car, I held the door open for Yael and trailed behind him,

Yael

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

that moment, I realized the advantage of being unable to speak-fewer words meant fewer

did you bring her here? Taylor

are newlyweds. I figured there must be plenty that needs attending to. She's a woman,

seemed reasonable enough, and Taylor 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 was secretly elated. I'd never had a chance to

in life, you

my intentions, so he didn't object. Instead, he led me to

was unmistakable, and I

door open, revealing a petite figure

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curled up, her arms hugging her knees,

but Tayor's aggression likely crushed any defiance, leaving her with no desire to fight

tell what was on her mind, but

whiled basked in the warmth of my family's love at the Sanders.

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

me

hand gently touched

shook it off with irritation, but her expression softened the moment she realized it was me.

Mute Girl was nothing more than another unfortunate soul,

hand, signaling that I

gaze held no trace of anger as she said, "They sent you to keep an eye on me, didn't they? Don't worry. I

have attempted

done to her, who could fault her for wanting to

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

I could do was stand

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

life was nothing more than a series of cages,

clothes Taylor put on her, she was still just a gilded

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

dull and isolating. I couldn't fathom how she had endured all these years, stripped of the vibrancy and energy that someone her age should

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from standing, and my knee injury still hadn't

had been

didn't you