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Haarely glanced at the photograph before nausea churned my stomach. With a swift motion, I tossed in

aside.

Carter, unfazed, methodically sifted through each image. The final photograph wasn't of Sadie. Instead, it was Silas's grave. The photo had been alte

Before Silas's headstone lay a human head, blood seeping from every orifice, with a striking red mole on the forehead.

The head was mine.

Carter's fingers tightened around the edges of the photos, his knuckles pale, veins bulging across the back

of his hand

"She's sending a message. She wants to use my head as an offering for Silas."

Kemp adjusted his glasses, his voice steady. "Ms. Gardner, from now on, all deliveries will be screened in advance. Something like this will not happen again."

"All the secretarial stall-are they from Bill's team? Any outsiders?" Carter asked sharply.

"No outsiders, Mr. Bolton, Every single one of them has been with Mr. Gardner for at least a decade. They're reliable, Kemp assured him.

"Keep it that way. Outsiders should have no access to Ms. Gardner," Carter reminded him firmly.

"Understood."

Bill's company might have been new, but his team was composed of trusted personnel he'd brought over. There was no room for breaches.

After finishing my work, I went to the funeral home. Sadie's body was already being cremated.

It had been two months since I last saw Monica, but she was nearly unrecognizable now.

The once carefully maintained face, which had undergone numerous cosmetic surgeries, was now riddled with blemishes and scars, likely worsened by neglect or abuse.

Time hadn't been kind to her aging features, and without money to sustain her lavish upkeep, she appeared haggard and strange.

"Oh, my poor daughter! Her anguished wails echoed as I approached.

Beside her stood Zack, who had also changed. He'd lost a considerable amount of weight, and though his belly had shrunk, his once-round face now bore sharp, malicious contours. His eyes brimmed with malice, devoid of any grief or tenderness.

was no surprise. This was the daughter who had called another man father for 20 years. Even

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had never once addressed

Sadie had hurled insults at him during every encounter. Zack had no love

can you stand there without shedding a single tear? She's your flesh and blood!" "Daughter?" Zack sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "She never once acknowledged me while she was alive. You raised her into a

cutting like a blade. He was describing a dead

such flawed parents, how could she have grown up to be anything else? Driven

already bore the marks of prior fights,

skirmishes.

had money, she was

even sustain civility. Who knew how often their home turned into a battlefield? Zark, however, didn't hesitate. He slapped her

a daze from that slap, blood trickling from

raised her head, her eyes met

sense; even he said

poisoned Bill,

least given her a comfortable settlement to ensure her financial security if she had simply remained silent. But her greed consumed her. Having already lived in luxury, she

she couldn't get it, she tried

truth, she and Zack deserved

moment, she should have been filled with

out the urn. "Who's the next of

speak, Bill stepped forward. Tll take it," he

the moment the urn rested

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you, I never thought you'd still care for Sadie. She had been your daughter for 20 years. You're a

He said. "You're mistaken. I don't care for her. I hate her. I only took her ashes because I promised her I'd handle her

her death, and even in her final moments, she was

money to purchase her a burial plot, she likely wouldn't even have a place to rest atter

her grave and erected a simple tombstone- The inscription on her

Bill

sat quietly at her grave. "In the afterlife, make sure

to her."

a bouquet of chrysanthemums by the tombstone, severing all ties to the girl

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stared at the photo engraved on the headstone-a snapshot from her time with the Gardners. She wore a lavish

pampered princess,

sighed heavily, my heart weighed down by the tragedy

grave wasn't far; therefore, I made a trip to visit

fresh bouquet of chrysanthemums rested there, alongside a

immediately-it had been Sadie's, worn just

Anna had been here?

shadowy figure caught my eye, and I