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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talk about dying?” Lawrence said, his

you.

asked. He chuckled. “Eventually, she needed to

her hate you, hate

and the

lips

me. She wanted to give him half of her inheritance which Eulanda would never allow. I mean… why wouldn’t she give me what was

raised you- killed

Yet that grandfather of yours wanted us away. I mean… the only good thing about it was the fact that your grandfather ended up dying.

her suddenly a precarious tightrope threatening to send her tumbling into oblivion. Lawrence’s words slammed

shut out the sound, the image of her

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

served to fuel her growing

a birthright stolen, yet his actions – the slow, insidious poisoning

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

would have fought, tooth and nail, to protect

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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,

you mean?” she stammered, a dread

purred, his eyes gleaming with a malicious satisfaction. “He knew the truth too. He and Eulanda have been business partners for so long… he knew about her schemes. He knew about your mother and me, a long time

with disbelief. “Alexander? No. That’s impossible.”

confidante, her

she

“He was probably using the information to his advantage all

the Lockhart fortune?”

have always known that you are naive but, can’t

over her.

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

he had

Eulanda wanted you to marry Alexander so he

this man

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just as Sofia was about to say another word, she heard a doorbell. Her expression immediately changed,

flinched, a flicker of something akin to hope sparked in her eyes. Could it be help? Someone who might

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

against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the chilling silence

of the room.

say or you will end

said. Sofia nodded.

commanded, his voice a cold order. “And if you value that little friend of yours,” he

the gun, “You won’t breathe a word of what’s transpired here today.”