Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 339

Finn was teasing, a wry smile etched on his face as he thought about the plight of the Langley family, a dynasty that would give anything to rid themselves of a child born with flaws. How much more would the average families do the same?

"And these two kids’ parents... they've turned down community fundraisers, sold off all their assets, and were living a life full of regret," he mused. "They blamed themselves for letting their kid enter that high-pressure talent contest, for the unbearable stress they allowed to pile on the child's shoulders, cursing their own helplessness..."

They truly loved their child. But ironically, those who truly loved were the ones being exploited.

Turned into weapons of murder, like lambs to the slaughter. They were innocent, their sorrow profound.

It's as if the rope of life frays most at its thinnest point, and the silent cries of despair from these powerless commoners were just too heart-wrenching.

What depths of despair must they have reached to willingly walk the path of becoming someone else's executioner?

"Community fundraisers? Which families received such donations? From a charity, you say?" I furrowed my brow, pressing Finn for more information.

"Yeah, I looked into it. It's all been orchestrated by folks from the Angel Fund. They've been the beacon of hope for the folks at the bottom in Sea City and have a sterling reputation in the charity world. Nowadays, if a family's kid gets sick, they're eligible to apply for support from the Angel Fund," Finn shrugged nonchalantly.

I took a deep breath.

Angel Fund.

sounded all

mother..." My voice was a whisper, hoarse and

Otherwise, the game was too grand, the spiders on the web too numerous. How were we, mere insects, to survive on this vast

son. The great philanthropist you admire could have a trail of blood

giant grinder, where living in blissful ignorance and simplicity is

who funded the big prize money behind the

Fund," Finn replied with another

It wasn't a secret.

and rare diseases. It drew wide public attention, and the

top in one leap. Without the legacy of the Fitzgerald Group as a stepping stone, Dexter wouldn't have his

breath and massaged

Angel Fund.

The Fitzgerald family.

Dexter.

deliberately deceived me, but that I had approached

was my relationship

look well. Let's head back and rest," Colin said, concern etched on his face as he tried to lead