My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0567

Valerie sat in her room, unaware that Serenity wasn’t home or that John had returned from school. She realized how much time had passed when Camille entered to call her for dinner. Today had been overwhelming, a whirlwind of emotions pulling her in every direction. Anxiety churned in her chest as she grappled with what to do next, feeling suffocated by the weight of her thoughts and guilty for even considering what lingered in her mind.

Emma’s words kept echoing, layered with subtle implications. It was as if Emma was urging her to abandon everything and go find him. Startled, Valerie caught herself scrolling through the school directory, searching for Ethan’s address. She knew that the school requested contact details for emergencies, and now those details offered her a way forward. Quickly, she took a photo of the address and left without saying a word. By the time Camille realized something was off, Valerie was already gone.

Valerie drove to Ethan’s home, analyzing the address as she neared her destination. The house was impossible to miss–centrally located and massive. She couldn’t believe Peter had managed to move so freely without her noticing. Parking the car, she stepped out with determination and rang the doorbell. She needed answers, needed them now.

and she

Peter had left earlier, leaving behind more questions than solutions. She didn’t know he was already on his way to the airport to leave for Slovenia.

“Good evening. Who are you looking for?” asked the housekeeper who answered the door.

“Good evening. Is Peter Palmer here?” Valerie’s voice trembled slightly despite her firm tone.

“And who might you be?”

“Mary… Mary Preston.”

“One moment, please.”

a man’s deep voice replaced the

shouldn’t be here. What do you want?”

here, and I need to speak with him.” Valerie’s frustration was mounting.

assumed someone had leaked

but don’t leave your car outside. It

estate of the man who had once been her great love. The guards tailing her notified

was clear that Peter had carefully orchestrated the

actions, but Marcus struggled to accept it. His once–best friend had crafted a plan to strike him where it hurt the most. The remaining folders, particularly 11 and 12, were a testament to

your wife just entered Peter Palmer’s

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sooner?” Marcus roared, his temper flaring,

we tried to contact you, but you didn’t answer. As per your instructions, we stayed out of it until there was something significant to report. Now that she’s entered the residence, we thought it necessary to inform you.‘ “You’re all a bunch of incompetent