Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 274

The cool air dissipated all the musty smell in the trunk, temporarily clearing her mind.

Aveline deliberately shouted nervously: "Who are you? Let me go!"

The nervousness was real, but she told herself that she had to be calm, and only by being calm could she find flaws.

Mason's familiar voice came: "Miss Blackwood, haven't you always wanted to find out about Delilah's death? Don't you want me to tell you personally?"

Aveline felt a rope suddenly dangling around her neck, and Mason's voice sounded like a gentleman she was meeting for the first time, like a poisonous snake spitting a message in her ear.

"She was strangled to death like this. Yes, the expression on her face was exactly the same as yours before she died. Her hands and feet kept struggling."

"She desperately wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence. She could only look at me with despair and fear in her eyes, and then she lost her breath little by little."

In the darkness, she was more sensitive to her surroundings, and Mason's voice gave her unlimited space for imagination.

She seemed to be able to feel Delilah's despair before her death and her helplessness as her life force drained away little by little.

"So the person who killed Delilah was not my father at all!"

has been doing is indeed right. Dad is such a good person; how could he do such a

child in her belly

have against the Blackwood family? You couldn't even let a

child had not died, would she have a little

years, and Aveline hoped that

with this

Alexander's biological sister. If he knows the truth, he will

Mason sneered disdainfully, "If he knew the

silent.

heart that could

He

if she mentioned it in

asking him

wound in his

meant she was repeatedly lingering on

this?" Aveline

want to blame anyone, just blame

herself? What wrong did

is the

her up, carried her on his shoulders like a sack, and