Chapter 5

The silence was deafening.

Preston looked up. The casket was to his left, draped with flowers.

Suddenly, from the adorned casket emerged something bloody.

“What’s that? It’s a hand!”

“But wasn’t Whitney’s body never found?”

A chilling terror swept through the room!

Just then, a person, bloodied and mangled, clambered out of the casket, wailing ghostly, “Daddy, it hurts so much! Am I dead?”

soul seemingly fleeing

“Yvonne, it hurts. My sister crushed my palm. Sis, you let the kidnapper beat

Yvonne and Monica screamed, tumbling to the

Their faces were ashen.

supposed to be trapped in hell, never to return? Why

words revealed a crucial

a cold

some lifting their eyes, saw Whitney moving freely, asked, “Ms. Valentine, you’re

walked over, stepping on Monica’s hand with a chilling smirk, “Strange, my family acted as if I were dead, pressing me

This revelation shocked everyone.

easier to swallow whole, my will easier to forge? My fortune willingly left to Monica? Dad, have you forgotten how just ten days ago

different. Wasn’t she

she’s implying the Valentine family conspired to kill

stared at Whitney, convincing himself she was real,

reacted quickly, rushing to embrace Whitney. “Whitney, you’re alive! Thank

wedding, my fiancé and my stepsister had an affair; she got pregnant, and for their child, they left me for dead. Such a debt of

turned ghostly white.

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