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?”

adores you. Please don’t

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

hate

and the

Sofia’s lips

inheritance which Eulanda would never allow. I mean… why wouldn’t she give me what was

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

me like his own. Yet that grandfather of yours wanted us away. I mean… the only good thing about it was the

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

shut out the sound, the image

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

shrug only served to fuel her growing rage and

the slow, insidious poisoning of her mother – screamed of something far more sinister.

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

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

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cold and 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

do you mean?” she stammered, a dread so profound stealing

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

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

notion of Alexander, her confidante, her

she

“He was probably using the information to his advantage

the Lockhart fortune?”

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

sparked a flicker of unease over her. Why

was the one who approached her and offered the deal. He told her they had been engaged since they were

possible that he had something else in mind?

chortled. “Alexander Beaumont was working with Eulanda all along! Eulanda wanted you to marry Alexander so he could help her secure the wealth of the

at that. Believing this

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

in her eyes. Could it be help? Someone who might break

lips. “Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with amusement.

against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the chilling silence

of the room.

me and do exactly as I say or you will end up dead, do

said. Sofia nodded.

get up… “ Lawrence gestured the gun. “Check the door,” he commanded, his voice a cold order. “And if you value

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