Chapter 476 The Dead Won't Know

Before I had a chance to respond, Whitney's sharp eyes shifted directly to Alisa's face.

Alisa settled beside me, gently holding my hand. "I've noticed you haven't been eating much lately. Grandpa and Uncle Carter are so worried about you they probably already figured it out. There's no need to feel shy about it. When I was pregnant, I went through the same thing. At first, I didn't feel anything, but soon after, I was nauseous every single day. Thankfully, things improved after the first three months." "Yeah, I can barely handle oily food these days. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you," I said, politely refusing.

Other than Jeffrey, Carter, and Whitney, there was no one else I trusted.

The food I ate was carefully prepared by a chef Carter had hired, so I used the excuse of pregnancy to turn down Alisa's offer.

Alisa asked eagerly, "How many months along are you? My baby will have someone to play with once they arrive!"

"It's still a bit early," I replied.

Alisa beamed with joy. "It's incredible how things work out. When you were with my brother, I always thought he didn't deserve you. Now, you're not just my sister-in-law-you're family. It feels like fate brought us together." "That's true."

"Since you're a first-time mom, you might not know everything. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Oh, and I'll bring you some oil later."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What oil?"

"It's to help avoid stretch marks. Think about it-you're still young and stunning. If you get pregnant and end up with marks everywhere, it could look unpleasant. It might even affect how close you are to your partner. Men are more visual than they admit. They may say they don't mind, but they do deep down."

I gave a small smile and said, "Alright, I'll trust you on that."

"We're family after all."

Once she left, Whitney carefully moved the chicken soup aside. "Chloe, you shouldn't drink that."

I nodded. "I know."

In this situation, I wasn't about to risk drinking something I wasn't sure about.

Soon enough, Alisa had someone bring over a bunch of items.

I pretended to be tired and asked for some rest, and Alisa didn't press the issue.

Once the door was closed, I took a quick look at what she had sent-pregnancy skincare products, essential oils, and a few parenting books.

"Make sure these skincare products are tested for any problems."

"Got it, Chloe."

returned as the sunset. "How

less and managed to eat a bit more than yesterday." "Chloe, you're amazing," he said, praising me like I was

the way, Alisa sent over some skincare products. I've already

"Alright."

on. "Any updates on

sign of her entering or

not an easy route, she could

a possibility. Randy discovered some new clues, and the injuries on his body were inflicted with

A surgical knife?

into my head. "Luther! He's an orthopedic surgeon.

been around both Whitney and me on several occasions, which was suspicious in

did indeed perform a surgery that night, but the timing doesn't add up. His surgery was only ten minutes apart from the victim's time of death. Ten minutes isn't enough for him to travel from the hospital to the

Luther? Could it

the scene, it seems the murderer

Not Taylor, not Luther.

it truly

trouble just

stay home and focus on the baby. I've already assigned

may be big, but nothing

buzzed, and he glanced at

fine with the skincare products. The ingredients are all normal,

gently caressed

There's nothing wrong with that. You need to stay vigilant moving forward, and don't trust anyone too easily even

and

there was still no word about

her respects, she'd be caught right

seemed to have vanished, like a mouse hiding deep underground, never

she was caught, I couldn't shake

attentive, making sure I rested well. After over a week, my complexion started to improve, and my face

day, she asked Carter for news, her hope fading with each passing

Whitney had always been delicate, and now she seemed even more fragile.

might have been lost at sea, but she just couldn't bring herself to accept

and feeling exhausted, I drifted off to sleep, but the heavy rain that night, along with

Carter still working in

he was indeed caught up in a video conference. It was daytime in Jaford,

let out a sigh. Not

but he had also taken on the affairs of Boltons and

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