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.

more like he was inspecting merchandise than a

with a regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar here.

I think it meant?

This was

made it obvious they

moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had,

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

the Bolton

ground, feeling completely drained, and my mind kept flashing back to

down!" The old, but still commanding voice snapped

Jeffrey Bolton. I

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

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

time I saw him, his mind was like that

he looked serious and composed, so it seemed like he had regained his

please help

the large room was filled only with his strong,

left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives

insisted on being with Sheila despite Jeffrey's disapproval. This led to Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him.

no way his

daring to argue

by

meant a whip. Jeffrey was serious about

head of the Bolton family must not act recklessly. You must be strict with yourself and stick to the rules. Did you

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

clear. Rewards and punishments are

off your shirt," James commanded

choice but to comply. His back still bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but they had faded enough not

mercy, delivering a harsh lash

crying 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 their

Sheila, naturally

of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said, raising his hand to hit

shielded Anna, taking

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