Chapter 1087 The Superficial Nature of Liking

Paul was silent for a moment before he softly said, "Christopher doesn't seem like such a shallow person."

Shallow enough to copy a line of poetry, especially from his favorite woman's favorite poem.

Raymond lowered his eyelashes, his hand clenched into a fist.

"Liking someone can make you do shallow things. If it really is Selena, then everything makes sense. We've never suspected her, always investigating in the wrong direction, which is why there's been no progress," he said.

"But Raymond, if Selena really is that woman, then her being around you must have a hidden agenda. She always knew we were looking for Christopher but never mentioned that she was the woman Christopher liked. This time, Mr. William Montague followed Christopher, and Selena conveniently disappeared. So, the people on the cliff were Christopher's men?" Paul said.

This implied that Christopher and Selena conspired to kill William.

The truth was shocking because the person who died was Raymond's most cherished elder, and the ones who deceived him were his own brother, Christopher, and the woman he loved most, Selena.

This was something he couldn't bear to think about.

Raymond's lips pressed together as a sudden realization hit him, and he quickly made his way upstairs.

He stopped in front of Selena's cabinet, which was locked and required a password.

He didn't know the password, so he decided to try Selena's birthday.

Password incorrect.

tried his

Password incorrect.

bitter laugh, Raymond entered

Password correct.

sound of the cabinet unlocking felt like

fingertips hesitated on the lock, feeling an urge to smash the box. But he

Inside, there was only

description of the diary Paul had

flipped

inner pages, he felt a spot with glue residue,

a

a gift from Selena's

dog that used to appear at the Montague Villa had

came together, revealing the truth Raymond dreaded to

sat in a chair, a small box

long time, long enough for his body to grow

next morning, Fiona pushed the door open and was startled to see Raymond sitting

She didn't expect him to be sitting in this room, looking like he hadn't slept all night. "Mr. Montague,

was seven

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