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!"

is such a good person; how could he do such

in her belly is indeed

of grudge do you have against the

tears. If the child had not died, would she have

years, and Aveline hoped that Anthony would find

with

sister. If he knows the truth, he will definitely

sneered disdainfully, "If he knew the

fell silent. Layla

his heart that could

touched. He

mentioned

let alone asking him to

the wound in his heart, and if

it meant she was repeatedly lingering on his

do this?" Aveline

to blame anyone, just

What wrong did

is

on his shoulders like