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 to the

herbal medicine trade, which meant that top medical experts from their

members of the family were fully aware of Whitney's true identity but deliberately assigned her

might have perished in some accident

the younger members of the family seemed completely oblivious to

needed to tread

my duties

came to the Whites, I'd finally have the chance

door open for Yael and trailed behind

me a glance, Yael strode forward

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

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

here?

newlyweds. I figured there must be plenty that needs attending to. She's a woman, so she can handle

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

that in life, you win some and

didn't object. Instead, he led me to Whitney's room. "Stay with Ms.

his gaze was unmistakable, and I

the door open, revealing a petite figure

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arms hugging her

had tried to resist at the beginning, but Tayor's aggression likely crushed

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

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

cold, detached tone. I've eaten. What

me

gently touched her

softened the moment she realized it was me. "Sorry, I

nothing more than

signaling that

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

have attempted

had likely done to her, who

couldn't risk it-there might be cameras hidden in the room. Any misstep

was stand silently beside

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

was nothing more than a series of cages, each one trading one form of

the clothes Taylor put on her, she was still

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

had endured all these years, stripped of the vibrancy and energy that someone her age should possess.

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hadn't

noticed my struggle and realized I had been

Why didn't you just find somewhere