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

“Sofia adores you. Please don’t let her know

world?” he asked. He chuckled. “Eventually, she needed

her hate

another button, and the

Sofia’s lips quivered.

would never allow. I mean… why

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

self–defense,” Lawrence said. “My father raised me… he treated me like his own. Yet that grandfather of yours wanted us away. I mean… the only good thing about it was the fact that your grandfather

spun around Sofia, the plush carpeting beneath her suddenly a precarious tightrope threatening to send her tumbling into oblivion. Lawrence’s words slammed into her with the force of a tidal wave, each revelation a crushing blow that knocked the wind out of her lungs.

the sound, the image of her mother wrestling with a truth too

The question trailed off, choked

served to fuel her

stolen, yet his actions – the slow, insidious

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

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

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however, remained 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

you mean?” she stammered, a dread so profound stealing the air from her lungs.

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

humorless sound laced with disbelief. “Alexander? No. That’s impossible.” Denial, a desperate shield, rose to

confidante, her rock, harboring such a

she mumbled.

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

the Lockhart fortune?”

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

words somehow sparked a flicker of unease over her. Why would Alexander

offered the deal. He told her they had been engaged since they were younger and

he had something else in

Eulanda all along! Eulanda wanted you to marry

at that. Believing this man would

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word, she heard a

sparked in her eyes. Could it be help? Someone who

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

against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the chilling

of the room.

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

said. Sofia nodded.

up… “ Lawrence gestured the gun. “Check the door,” he commanded, his voice a cold order.

breathe a word of what’s transpired