Billionaire Is 14

Chapter 14 He Wanted to Skin Me

I stood by the bedside, staring at the corpse in front of me. There was no sign of decay, no livor mortis.

The face was just too pale, like a sick person.

If the chest wasn't so still, I would've thought he was just taking a nap.

I'd been holding on to a sliver of hope, thinking that maybe I was just badly injured or stuck in a coma-anything that meant I still had a breath left in me.

If Luke found me in time, maybe he could still save me.'

But the moment I laid eyes on my own corpse, all hope disappeared.

I was really, truly dead.

I sat beside my own corpse, gazing down at my palms. What was I supposed to do now? Was I really going to be stuck like this forever?

No taste, no smell, and not even a single tear when I tried to cry. So this was what it was like after death?

No one could hear me. I could see everyone, but no one could see me. I covered my face, crying without tears.

Then, I heard footsteps-quick, hurried steps, and more than one person.

The person who walked in had those familiar eyes, but his face was hidden behind another mask, so I still couldn't see his real face. Following him was a tall, dark-skinned guy dressed in robes.

"That's her," the man said, pointing at my body.

The guy in robes quickly pulled off the white sheet draped over me, exposing my body underneath. I could clearly see the wound on my abdomen.

My pale skin was slick with a layer of some transparent grease, likely some kind of substance that kept the corpse from showing signs of decay. Seeing the man in robes...

A bad feeling crept up inside me.

The dark-skinned man inspected me from head to toe, occasionally pressing on my body, almost as if he was testing the elasticity of my skin.

like he was

on my abdomen and said with a regional accent, "It's a shame

that what I think it meant? He

This was a

serious expressions made it obvious

guy got his tools ready and moved closer to me, I screamed with

everything went black. When I came to, I was back

the

completely drained, and my mind kept flashing back to that

old, but still commanding voice

Bolton. I hadn't seen him in a

died a few years ago, his health and mind had deteriorated significantly. He'd be clear-headed one moment and

him from wandering around and getting lost, he'd been staying

I saw him, his mind was like

looked serious and composed, so it seemed

"Grandpa, please help me! I'm begging you,

filled only

at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is

This led to Jeffrey's deep disappointment

Luke's actions, there was no way his grandpa

not daring to argue a word with

by family

a whip. Jeffrey was

The head of the Bolton family must not act recklessly. You must

harsh the whip could be. No matter what, Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad,

rules are clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like son. Get out of

your shirt,"

choice but to comply. His back still bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but they

mercy, delivering a harsh lash

my fault. If you're going

Adam insisted on marrying Sheila, which shattered their father-son

naturally had

like your adoptive mother. Both of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said,

Anna, taking the hit

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