Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 404 My Chloe

Zoey's timing was so perfect that I couldn't help but wonder if Carter had sent her.

The next second, she glanced my way, winking and furrowing her brows in quick succession.

Alright, she was here for me.

Since Carter couldn't approach me himself, he sent her instead.

Zoey had always been overly friendly, previously clinging to Whitney like they'd been lifelong friends.

As a new person in the circle with no connections, she didn't raise suspicions.

Even if the Carlyn brothers found her suspicious, they couldn't figure out her motives.

To be fair, neither could I.

Still, I had to thank her for the phone she had given Whitney earlier. Without it, I wouldn't have been able to contact Carter so quickly this time.

Zoey was my lucky star.

Yael greeted her with a casual wave. "Mrs. Pearson, here to see Whitney again?"

Zoey nodded enthusiastically. "That's right! There's a high-end fashion show today, and I invited Whitney to come along. Since she's getting married soon, she might find an even better dress." "Thank you, Mrs. Pearson," Taylor interjected with a polite smile. "But Whitney's feeling unwell today and won't be able to go."

Of course, Taylor wouldn't let Whitney leave without permission, so he made up an excuse to decline.

Zoey shot back without missing a beat. "Is that so? Are you her spokesperson? She hasn't said a word-how would you know she doesn't want to go?"

I silently gave Zoey a thumbs-up in my mind.

Girl, you're amazing!

Taylor's usual tactics clearly didn't work on her.

Since her rebirth, Zoey had treated everyone as equals except for me, perhaps.

Even Carter had to give her some respect.

Watching Zoey radiating joy and confidence under the sunlight like a sunflower, I felt both happy and envious.

Even knowing her future held another untimely death, she embraced life to the fullest. Unlike me, I am constantly weighed down by the past and the future. Whitney's voice broke through my thoughts. "I want to go."

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meeting his threatening gaze with defiance. "I

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the same side. Perhaps my presence had

but through our pain, we slowly awakened and began to

once-melancholy girl, was the first to recover Under Carter's care, I was improving

was

her return to a normal girl's life, to pull her out of the darkness. Her rebellion against Taylor

to her compliance, was

grabbed Whitney's hand. "I knew you'd say yes!

cheerfully led Whitney away without

Lquickly followed.

"Whitney."

methods had completely caught

hurried forward, blocking

said she's going What's it to you? If you keep this up, you'll never find a wife, not even in the most

laughing. I'd told her to stop binge-reading novels late at night, but here

least respect the fact that this man had brutally dismembered

I trod carefully around the Carlyns, she barged in, throwing punches left and right. Clearly, she had yet to experience their brand of terror. Whitney hesitated, then said softly, "I'd like to go

pitiful demeanor tugged painfully at

relented. "Fine, I'll go

in one swift motion, pulling

door and barked at the driver, "Step on

from the Carlyns quickly

"That was easier than I thought! Whitney

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wouldn't be that simple the moment Taylor agreed. Thoughts of Silas and Sheila's implanted chips crossed

knew too much. There

murmured, "It's no use. We can't escape. There's a chip implanted in me. It's not just for tracking-it can detonate. Worse, he has planted bombs at the Sander residence.

past incidents, Josh and Kate

threats every day and yet she couldn't die. She had no choice

My fists clenched tightly.

the chip have audio surveillance? Can

shook her head. "It's an older implant-it

Whitney's hand tightly as my

faintly at me. "It's okay, Chloe. Just being able

gestured to ask her where the

"I don't know. It was implanted when I was very

sorrow, cursed under her breath. "These psychos!

smirked. "And you,

joke at such times? She's

got her, but Whitney has a tracking chip. We can't proceed with the original