Chapter 8

Lorian clenched his fist, his eyes locked on the crash report on her phone.

“Auntie, I’ll find her.”

Sylvia’s mother hesitated, then looked up at him with red–rimmed eyes.

“Lorian, don’t you… haven’t you always hated Sylvia?”

“Your wedding is happening right now–don’t throw it away. Sylvia… I can search for her myself.”

She turned to leave, but Lorian caught her arm, his eyes wild.

“Did Sylvia act strange before leaving? When exactly did she go? Did she… say anything about me?”

“Two nights ago, after you left with Jocelyn. She said she needed space–that the house felt suffocating.”

“I didn’t push her. She seemed so down. I thought she was worried your father would blame her for something. I never imagined today…”

Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.

Before he could speak, Sylvia’s mother pulled out a gift box from her purse.

“This is from you, right? Sylvia wasn’t home, so I signed for it. Looks expensive. If Sylvia were here, she

would’ve loved it.”

is starting. Don’t keep Jocelyn waiting.”

first I was terrified you’d mistreat Sylvia. She lost her father young and bottles everything up. Seeing how you looked after her all these years

watching from heaven right now, she’d want you to be happy today.”

what was left

his head like a broken

A good brother?

he deserve

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still be alive? Would she

created this revenge scheme, would Sylvia

at his brain. But reality doesn’t deal in “what

approached again, urging him

walked onto the stage and addressed the seated guests with ice in his voice.

wedding is canceled. There’s a

the food. Consider this an expensive dinner

his words, Jocelyn’s face transformed with shock. She rushed forward, clutching

for the wedding. Where do you think

me again? Why can’t

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