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 the

“Eventually, she needed to know the truth or Eulanda would

her hate you, hate

button, and

Sofia’s lips

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

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

treated me like his own. Yet that grandfather of yours wanted us away. I mean… the

threatening to send her tumbling into oblivion. Lawrence’s words slammed into her with the force of a tidal

squeezed her eyes shut, trying to shut out the sound, the image of her mother wrestling with a truth too

a thread. “Why did you…” The question

only served to fuel her growing rage and

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

grandmother wouldn’t have let you take

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

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with amusement. “Even the great Eulanda Lockhart couldn’t fight the inevitable. Besides,” he leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial

a dread so profound stealing

“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

lips, a humorless sound laced with disbelief. “Alexander? No. That’s impossible.” Denial,

confidante, her rock,

she mumbled.

was probably using the information to his advantage all

the Lockhart fortune?”

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

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

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

possible that he had something else in

along! Eulanda wanted you to marry Alexander so he could help

Believing this

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say another word, she heard a

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

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

heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the chilling

of the room.

do exactly as I say or you

said. Sofia nodded.

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

a word of what’s transpired here today.”