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."

few days had lulled me into a false sense of security, making me forget how important it was to

your emotions as an expectant mother. Just look at how Lydia's death certificate distressed you last night, causing a feverish night

at Helen

took care of you all night. The doctor wanted to give you fever medication, but you refused, insisting

to believe I didn't notice my own

me with innocent eyes.

approached the house. Helen informed me, "I suggested 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

holy water and perform their rituals seemed

been reborn felt

Tracey today," Helen insisted, blocking

But I was determined.

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

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