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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.

had called another man father

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never once addressed

insults at him during every encounter. Zack had no love for

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 worthless

air, cutting like a blade. He was describing a dead woman-a victim-with such

clear to me who Sadie had inherited her vicious nature from. With such flawed parents, how could she have grown up to be anything else? Driven to madness, Monica lashed out,

and checks already bore the marks

skirmishes.

sense-when they had money,

knew how often their home turned into a battlefield? Zark, however, didn't hesitate. He slapped her across the face, hard.

fell into a daze from that slap, blood trickling from

her eyes met Bill's cold, unforgiving

sense; even he said nothing, she had

nearly poisoned Bill, for

her a comfortable settlement to ensure her financial security if she had simply remained

couldn't get it, she

and Zack deserved each

this moment, she should have been filled with shame and

brought out the urn. "Who's the

Monica could speak, Bill stepped forward. Tll take it,"

the moment the urn

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still care for Sadie. She had been your

"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 burial and find her a

and even in her final moments, she was surrounded by disgrace. Her parents lacked the resources to plan a funeral for

weren't for Bill spending money to purchase her a burial plot,

They planted a magnolia tree by her grave and erected a simple tombstone- The inscription on her tombstone

Bill had not

of your debts to Zoey. Bill sat quietly at her grave. "In

to her."

bouquet of chrysanthemums by the tombstone, severing all ties to

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from her time with the Gardners. She wore a lavish gown, her face

princess,

down by the tragedy

therefore, I made a

bouquet of chrysanthemums rested

recognized it immediately-it had been

Anna had been here?

my eye, and I commanded the