Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 107

Lawrence’s laughter echoed inside the room. The manic glint returned to Lawrence’s eyes, replacing the twisted amusement that had played there moments before. A cruel chuckle escaped his lips. “Kill your mother? Sofia, darling, where on earth did you get that idea?” He shook his head, the movement theatrical.

“Eunice, bless her heart, knew the truth all along. She knew about my past, about the darkness that stained our family history. She knew that I was her brother.”

Sofia blinked, unable to believe what she just heard.

What?

What did he just say?

Eunice knew about him?

“Then why?” she asked. What was the point of everything? If her mother knew about Lawrence then… why would he harm her?

“Because your mother is weak…” Lawrence shrugged. “I cannot be with a weak woman. Unfortunately, even love is not enough to change someone like that.”

Sofia pursed her lips. Lawrence’s revelation was something that she never expected. “You are lying…” she said. “My mother would never….”

Before she could finish her words, Lawrence suddenly took something out of his pockets. It was a black rectangular object; a recorder.

He played it and almost immediately, Eunice’s voice filled the room.

“I can’t do this…” Eunice said.

“What do you mean?” Lawrence’s voice responded.

“She is my mother. I know you and I are blood–related siblings and I love you but she… she is still my mother.”

There was silence for a few seconds before Lawrence let out a sigh. “I’m sorry if I put you through a difficult situation,” he said, his voice mellowed. “But Eulanda would probably not agree that you give your fortune to me. It’s impossible. She would rather die.”

“You are a Lockhart. You deserve everything that you will get once I die.”

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you not talk about dying?” Lawrence said, his

only snorted in response. “Sofia adores you. Please don’t let

of this world?” he asked. He chuckled. “Eventually, she needed to know the truth or Eulanda would probably cook up

her hate you, hate

pressed another button, and the recording

Sofia’s lips

She wanted to give him half of her inheritance which Eulanda would never allow. I mean… why wouldn’t she give me what was rightfully mine?” Lawrence gave a nonchalant shrug. “That

the one who raised you- killed my grandfather?” Sofia asked. This was what Eulanda told her.

yours wanted us away. I mean… the only good thing about

tumbling into oblivion. Lawrence’s words slammed into her with the force of a tidal wave, each revelation a crushing blow

out the sound, the image of her mother wrestling

whispered, her voice hoarse, barely a thread. “Why did you…” The question trailed off,

only served to fuel

the slow, insidious

a single ember of hope, sparked within her. “My grandmother wouldn’t have let you take everything,”

matriarch, wouldn’t have stood idly by. She would have fought, tooth and

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calculating. “Oh, she tried. But look at where she is now?” he conceded, his voice dripping with amusement. “Even the great Eulanda Lockhart couldn’t fight the inevitable. Besides,” he leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “she wasn’t the only one

a dread so profound stealing the

purred, his eyes gleaming with a malicious satisfaction. “He knew the truth too. He and Eulanda have been business partners for so

like a tolling bell. A strangled laugh escaped Sofia’s lips, a humorless sound laced with disbelief. “Alexander? No. That’s impossible.” Denial, a desperate shield,

very notion of Alexander, her confidante, her

she mumbled.

akin to pity. “He was probably using the information to his advantage all along. Think about it. How convenient was it that he swooped in and married you, the sole heir to

the Lockhart fortune?”

but, can’t you really see it?” Lawrence asked. “Can’t

flicker of unease over her. Why would Alexander suddenly

they had been engaged since they were younger and she believed him without

really possible that he

realize it now?” he chortled. “Alexander Beaumont was working with Eulanda all along! Eulanda wanted you to marry Alexander so he could help her secure the

that. Believing this man

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another word, she heard a doorbell. Her expression immediately changed,

something akin to hope sparked in her eyes. Could

smile twisted his lips. “Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with amusement. “Looks like we have a

ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the

of the room.

to me and do exactly as I say or you will end up dead, do you hear me?”

said. Sofia nodded.

door,” he commanded, his voice a cold order. “And if

breathe a word of what’s