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."

to seek out the truth for myself, no

as an expectant mother. Just look at how Lydia's death certificate distressed you last night, causing a feverish night of sweating." I

at Helen in

me the medicine the doctor prescribed last night. "You had a high fever, and Mr. Hilton took care of you all night. The doctor wanted to give you fever medication, but you refused, insisting on the

I supposed to believe I didn't notice my

at me with innocent eyes. "You were delirious with

informed me, "I suggested to Mr. Hilton that we have a clergyman perform

exorcists scatter holy water and perform their rituals seemed absurd

having died and been reborn felt even

shouldn't meet Tracey today,"

But I was determined.

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

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