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 inspecting merchandise than

wound on my abdomen and said with a regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar here. Otherwise, we could remove it whole."

it meant? He wanted to skin

possible? This was a society governed by

serious expressions made it obvious they weren't

tools ready and moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had, "No! Get

went black. When I came to, I

the

ground, feeling completely drained, and my mind

old, but still commanding voice snapped

Bolton. I hadn't seen him in a

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

around and getting lost, he'd been staying in a nursing home for the past

saw him, his mind was

now he looked serious and composed, so it seemed

desperation, shouting, "Grandpa, please help me! I'm begging you, don't let them skin

was filled only with his

day of the grand wedding between the Boltons and the Sanders, you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister

on being with Sheila despite Jeffrey's disapproval. This led to Jeffrey's

was no way

knelt, not daring to argue a

go by family

a whip.

family must not act recklessly. You must be strict with yourself and stick to the rules. Did you just ignore everything

Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad, Luke was just worried about his sister. His actions weren't

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

shirt,"

back still bore the faint scars from that

harsh lash that immediately tore

out, "Grandpa, it's all my fault. If you're going to

year, after Adam's wife passed away, Adam insisted on marrying Sheila, which shattered

naturally had no fondness

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

quickly shielded Anna, taking

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