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."

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

case is quite sensitive and could negatively affect your emotions as an expectant mother. Just look at how Lydia's death certificate distressed you last night, causing a feverish night

looked at Helen in

she said, handing 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

to believe

looked at me with innocent eyes. "You were delirious

house. Helen informed me, "I suggested to Mr. Hilton that we have a clergyman perform a blessing. He was

holy water and perform their rituals seemed

died and been reborn felt

today," Helen insisted, blocking my

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 for Claude to save you from the fire. It was terrifying, even for Mr.

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