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."

forget how important it was to seek out the truth for

confront Tracey. Besides, this case is quite sensitive and could negatively affect your emotions as an expectant mother. Just look at how

looked at Helen in

high fever, and Mr. Hilton took care

scoffed. "Am I supposed to believe I

at me with innocent

that we have a clergyman perform a blessing. He was hesitant at first, but I thought it might help, so I went ahead

scatter holy water and perform their rituals

having died and been

today," Helen insisted, blocking my

But I was determined.

own sake, then for your child's. You had a high fever last night, deliriously calling out for Claude to save you from

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