My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 332

What exactly is Xan going to do?

Saying “yes” to Matthew’s proposal at the engagement ceremony. It would be as good as an official announcement. Backing out afterward would be impossible without irreparably damaging both her personal reputation and that of the Nightshade Group.

In the lavish banquet hall adorned with the beautiful roses and the floating balloons. The scene she had fantasized about countless times in her previous life was now becoming reality. However, the moment her high heels touched the red carpet, it felt as though she were stepping into a pool of blood.

Just the day before their engagement, she had caught Matthew and Miranda in the act of betrayal. They had joined forces to push her off a high–rise building, leading to her untimely death.

Her mother, upon hearing the tragic news, was heartbroken and fell gravely ill. Her elder brother, Samuel, had to travel abroad seeking medical solutions, while her father remained in the dark, unaware as their family assets wem slowly drained away.

Since her death, Samuel hadn’t slept a wink. On his way to the company to salvage what he could, he died in a car crash that seemed more like a suicide attempt

In a single night, the Nightshade Group was destroyed, and the family was left in ruins, with no hope of recovery.

She hated Matthew and Miranda with every fiber of her being!

Tears of burning intensity welled up in Xanthea’s eyes as she clenched the comer of her suit.

aligned them once more,

having Onion by her side, she would use all her strength

tears, patted Ethan’s shoulder, forcing a smile. It was unclear whether he was comforting

bro, don’t

every respect and isn’t good enough for Xan,

long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters.”

be good.

someone powerful and influential, like Orion, she’d definitely be taken away, and we wouldn’t see her

looked up to the top of the hall, he noticed a shadowy figure stood in the darkened balcony.

tall and imposing, standing there with a commanding presence, his gaze sweeping over the room like

Orion?

he

he actually come to witness his

some form of self–torture

gown and walked step by step

other since we were kids. We’ve faced the storms of life together for over