All the unanswered questions finally made sense. Only he could have planned for years, luring his own son into seeking revenge.

Only he could have so easily destroyed his son's wedding, turning Taylor's people against him.

And only he could have stayed by Amber's side for years, knowing about my reincarnation, using Wisteria as bait to lure me away, and deliberately diverting Carter.

When Taylor mentioned "that person" on the phone, he was referring to Dominic.

So, it wasn't a coincidence that I saw him in the basement last night. He must have done something to the Sanders. When I went there, those people weren't just asleep; they may have been drugged. They didn't show up this morning either. Hearing his words, I felt a little relieved. At least for Amber's sake, he wouldn't harm Carter.

If Carter was safe, that was enough.

I stared coldly into his eyes and asked, "What do you want?"

"Naturally, I'm inviting you to watch a show. Come with me."

Whitney and I supported each other as we walked. Neither of us was wearing shoes, walking barefoot on the ground.

Whitney looked pitiful, still dragging the heavy, complicated wedding dress. The wedding dress, now wet, was even heavier.

I felt a pang of heartache and gently lifted the hem of her dress for her.

Compared to Whitney's anxiety and worry, I felt unnervingly calm.

Having analyzed the entire situation, I knew very well that neither Whitney nor I was going to die. That was enough for me.

As for the three members of the Sanders, sorry, that's their fate.

Zoey's words were indeed right. Once I stopped internalizing my struggles and stopped exhausting myself with them, everything in life became clear.

Dominic walked leisurely ahead, and in the depths of the dungeon, I heard a scream.

"Ah!"

It was Greg's voice.

eyes slightly. "Listen. What a beautiful

felt myself becoming more twisted. My first reaction to Greg's scream

was

can truly empathize with you unless they walk in your shoes, stand in your place, and think as you do. But when they finally walk that path, they'll realize just how hard

yet they've ignored my death. Did they ever think about whether I

you'll get a taste of the terror of death

ahead,

my expression cold. Why was she running so fast? Ahead was a

could almost guess

won't die, but that doesn't mean

landed on my face. "What's wrong? Aren't

upset I get, the happier he

After

indifferent to your death, even speaking harshly to you multiple times, would you still consider them family? Honestly, while don't wish for them to they did, I would just go light some incense. The tears that should be shed have

imagined. Yael is completely captivated by you, saying you're a fairy. But in my eyes,

sighed lightly "Can someone

with

My sister has a weak heart. I only ask that you show mercy and not be so cruel to

know what

to bring us here. You

kill them, but

really smart. Yes, I want you to kill your loved ones with your

at him calmly. "Mr. Carlyn, Whitney is different from me. Her memories of the Sanders are from

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world. If she had to backstab her

she's still tainted by the dirty blood of the Sanders. Only through the baptism of

refined yet obsessive face, holding

the burden. As long as I

just the Sanders killing each other. Let Whitney go, and I'll take

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