“Do you know that I was conscious for about ten seconds that night? And how much it pains me to hear what you’ve said to Erica?” Francis asked.

Naomi’s face blanched at the revelation as she drew a sharp breath in horror. He woke up?

“I’m so sorry, Francis. I was wrong. Please give me another chance. Help me out and I’ll do anything as you say to repay you for the rest of my life.” She was willing to do anything just to leave this appalling place.

He shook his head. “I’m not here to get you out. You should atone for your sins.”

“Francis, I’m sorry! I was wrong…” She began wailing from the bottom of her lungs.

Still, Francis was not to be moved as he continued and questioned, “And what

about Erica’s true identity? I bet you had used Anastasia’s blood to replace hers in order to deceive me. You’ve used me to bring up your daughter for over 20 years

how you treat

and she

she truly loved me, she wouldn’t have joined hands with you to conspire against me by changing my last will and taking away my company. And for sure, she wouldn’t have murdered someone just to hide the truth

She doesn’t know anything. Save

will deal with you and Erica

the right to

her coffin. As the realization of her last strand of hope vanishing dawned upon her, her eyes widened in total

had cleared the haze in his mind. He had made up his mind to spend the rest of

what he intended to

Don’t go! Please, save me!” The desperate woman banged her head onto the transparent barrier

out the noise and

not feel a smidgen of pain

jewelry showcase commenced as scheduled at 2.00PM on Friday and it was expected

be displayed in the afternoon, she and Felicia promised to meet up together. They seated themselves

coat was a black dress that hugged her figure well. In spite of the unobtrusive color,

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