Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Could there be a hidden truth behind my parents' untimely death? Where do I even begin to untangle this mystery?

Does Claude have a piece of the puzzle? And what role does Richard play in all this?

I pondered over these questions all night. As I drifted into a fitful sleep, I felt someone tuck in my blanket and gently brush the hair from my forehead.

I knew it was Max, but I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. His scheming nature terrified me; being alone and vulnerable, I feared being betrayed without even realizing it.

By dawn, I woke up to find Max gone again. This time, I didn't inquire about his whereabouts from Helen. Instead, I declared, "After breakfast, I'm meeting Tracey. As a survivor of an attempted murder, I need to ask her why she wanted us dead."

me forget how important it was to seek out the truth for myself, no matter how painful or challenging, instead of relying on others. Helen seemed visibly anxious

as an expectant mother. Just look

looked at Helen

and Mr. Hilton took care of you all night. The

scoffed. "Am I supposed to believe I

looked at me with innocent eyes.

to Mr. Hilton that we have a clergyman perform a blessing. He was hesitant at first, but I thought it might help, so I went ahead without his explicit

the exorcists scatter holy water and perform their

been reborn felt even more

shouldn't meet Tracey today," Helen

But I was determined.

"Ms. Claire, if not for your own sake, then for your child's. You had a high fever last night, deliriously calling out

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