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?”

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

harshness of this world?” he asked. He chuckled. “Eventually, she

hate you, hate

and the recording stopped.

lips quivered.

about me. She wanted to give him half of her inheritance which Eulanda would never allow. I mean…

one who raised you- killed my grandfather?” Sofia

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

slammed into her with the force of a tidal wave, each revelation a crushing

shut, trying to shut out the sound, the image of her mother wrestling with a

a thread. “Why did you…” The question trailed off, choked by the storm of emotions

to fuel her growing rage and

actions – the slow, insidious poisoning of her mother –

“My grandmother wouldn’t have let you take everything,” she rasped. “She wouldn’t have allowed it.”

idly by. She would have fought, tooth and nail, to protect her legacy.

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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

a dread so profound stealing the air from

have been business partners for so long…

echoed inside Sofia’s ears 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, rose to the surface, a

Alexander, her confidante, her

she mumbled.

pity. “He was probably using the information to his advantage all along. Think about it. How convenient was

the Lockhart fortune?”

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

somehow sparked a flicker of unease over her. Why would Alexander suddenly marry her?

they had been engaged since they were younger and

it really possible that he

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

Believing this man would be

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about to say another word, she heard a doorbell. Her expression immediately changed, her face

sparked in her eyes. Could it be help? Someone who might break her free from this nightmare?

“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping

a frantic drumbeat

of the room.

or you will

said. Sofia nodded.

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

“You won’t breathe a word of