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."

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

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

looked at

me the medicine the doctor prescribed last night. "You had a high fever, and Mr. Hilton took care of you all

to believe

me with innocent eyes. "You

a clergyman perform a blessing. He was hesitant at first, but

and perform their rituals seemed

died and been reborn felt

meet Tracey today," Helen

But I was determined.

high fever last night, deliriously calling out for Claude to save you from the fire. It was terrifying, even

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